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"I would say," said Traquair, "that she was the daughter of a grand family that had fallen from their high estate. I would say, 'Charge, nephew, charge!" "Do you mean it!" exclaimed McTavish. "There's no more lovely lass in the United Kingdom," said Traquair, "than Miss Miss " "MacNish," McTavish helped him; "and she would be mistress where she had been servant. That's a curious twist of fate."
McTavish flung away his cigarette, and sprang to his feet as if some one had stuck a pin into him. Traquair, according to the schedule, vanished. "It seemed very, very long," said McTavish. "Miss McTavish," said Miss MacNish, "has consented to see you." "Good Heavens! when?" "Now." "But I don't want to see her now."
Much is said by a few writers, especially Macnish, of the danger of rising before the sun has attained a sufficient height above the horizon to chase away the vapors, and remove the dampness. But I must insist upon earlier rising than this, though we should not choose to venture abroad.
"Because," he said simply, "considering that I am in love with my cousin, I don't think I ought to look at you any more. I'm afraid I got the habit by looking at your sister; but then, as she has a husband, it couldn't matter so much." Miss MacNish, I'm afraid, mantled with pleasure. "My sister said something in her letter about your wishing to see the house of your ancestors.
Macnish, in his "Philosophy of Sleep," objects strongly to air beds, and says that he can assert "from experience," that they are the very worst that can possibly be employed. My theories for I have had no experience on the subject would lead me to a similar conclusion.
It must be one thing or the other. And before we shake hands I think it only proper for you to tell me which." "Let bygones be bygones," said Miss MacNish, and she held out her hand. McTavish took it, and smiled his enigmatic smile. "It is your special wish, I have gathered," said Miss MacNish, "to meet The McTavish.
Why rest and sleep are needed. Sleep a condition. We should sleep in the night. Moral tendency of not doing so. Is there any moral character in such things? Of rest without sleep. Good habits in regard to sleep. Apartments for sleep. Air. Bed. Covering. Temperature. Night clothing. Advice of Macnish on the number of persons to a bed. Preparation for sleep. Suppers.
"Oh," said McTavish, "if I've hurt your feelings why, I'll go on with what I began, and take the consequences, shall I?" "I think," said Miss MacNish primly, "that it would tend to restore confidence between us." "When I meet her, then," said McTavish, "I shall first tell her that she is beautiful, and amusing, and good.
"Are these the matters on which you are so eager to meet her?" asked Miss MacNish. She stood with her back to a clump of dark blue larkspur taller than herself a lovely picture, in her severe black housekeeper's dress that by contrast made her face and dark red hair all the more vivacious and flowery. Her eyes at the moment were just the color of the larkspur. McTavish smiled his enigmatic smile.
We exercised this voluntary deafness on the occasion. But not long afterwards, we were compelled, during an attack of disease which affected the nervous system, to hear the whole discordant performance repeated again and again, with a pertinacity which was really very distressing. Such a case prepares us to give credit to a far more remarkable story, related in one of the works of Macnish.
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