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My sister-in-law has stolen a march on me, but at least there is one thing on which I am determined. You, of course, Cecilia, can do as you please, but I positively refuse to send a child of mine to that place until I have first had an interview with Mrs Macintyre. 'And that is most sensible of you, George. I shall wire to her and ask her to come to The Paddock to-day.
'My dear, said Mrs Drummond, 'if you do not confess and get that wicked Hollyhock what a name! into the trouble she deserves, you have your share with those of whom I'm reading. I'll come with you on Monday morning, and you 'll stand up in front of the entire school and tell what you and Hollyhock did. Mrs Macintyre will lose her school if such a thing is allowed.
Macintyre in the manse. I nursed her once last spring. We will go and see her." "Oh, that would not do," said Moira, her Scotch shy independence shrinking from such an intrusion. "And why not?" "She doesn't know me and there are four of us." "Oh, nonsense, you don't know this country.
'Thank you, Mrs Macintyre; we are quite satisfied, said Leucha, who knew well how furious her mother would be were she removed from Ardshiel, which, as the former home of kings, was considered most distinguished. The girls went off quite mildly and gently. The day was drawing toward evening.
It was now nearly October, and October in the North is often accompanied by frosts and fallen leaves, and by bitter, cold, easterly winds. Lady Leucha had, she considered, a very charming manner. Having collected her friends round her, she went off with them to seek for Mrs Macintyre. They found this good woman, as usual, very busy, and very gentle and full of tact.
MacIntyre had determined to have a flash-light picture taken of them, and they had to wait until the photographer could send home for his camera. After they reached the house they could hardly be persuaded to undress.
Mrs Macintyre went at once into the drawing-room, having given different orders to her teachers to proceed with their work, and promising to be with them again before long. The moment she entered the drawing-room she gave a little gasp of pleasure. 'Why, Jane, is it indeed you? she could not help remarking. 'Ah, yes, Elsie, it's no other. 'Well, sit down, Jane, won't you?
The Valley held a number of interesting characters, whose acquaintance was well worth cultivating if she wanted to be entertained. Part of the time, while the needles were flying, Mrs. MacIntyre read aloud. Miss Allison called Lloyd into the dining-room when it was time to serve the refreshments. "I'm going to ask a favour of you, dear," she said. "I want you to sing for us presently.
'I know the world, my dear friend, and I don't want the best school in Scotland to be spoiled for the lack of a little care care bestowed upon it at the right moment. Your girls, counting the Lennoxes, make fifteen. Altogether in the school you have therefore twenty-three children. How many teachers, pray? Mrs Macintyre was never known to be angry, but she felt almost inclined to be so now.
She was singing coon songs while she waited, to the accompaniment of a mandolin, and in such a gay, rollicking way, that every one was keeping time either with hand or foot. "That is Miss Bernice Howe," answered Elise, in response to Mary's whispered question. "She lives here in the Valley. And that's Malcolm MacIntyre, my cousin, who is sitting beside her.
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