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A hand laid hold of the lock, and pulled, and pulled, but in vain. Probably then Mergwain saw that the door was fallen from its hinge. He turned the key, and the door had not altered its position too far for his locking them in. Then they heard him go down the stair, and leave the house. "He's not gone far!" said Cosmo. "He will have this closet open presently. You heard him lock it!
And then the hell of wind and snow that raved outside that! and the desert of air surrounding it, in which the clouds that garnered the snow were shaken by mad winds, whirled and tossed and buffeted, to make them yield their treasures! Lord Mergwain heard it, and drank. The laird listened, and lifted up his heart. Not much passed between them.
Cosmo found the table spread for supper, the English lord sitting with his wine before him, and the lady in his grandmother's chair, leaning back, and yawning wearily. Lord Mergwain looked muddled, and his daughter cast on him now and then a look that had in it more of annoyance than affection. He was not now a very pleasant lord to look on, whatever he might once have been.
So is there a great world beyond them with which they hold a frightful relationship that of unrecognized, unattempted duty! Lord Mergwain regarded the odd-looking laird as a fool; the laird looked on him with something of the pity an angel must feel for the wretch to whom he is sent to give his last chance, ere sorer measures be taken in which angels are not the ministers.
The laird thought it time to show himself, and went forward. Lord Mergwain had understood not the half of what Grizzie said; but had found sufficient provocation in the tone, and was much too angry for any articulate attempt at speech beyond swearing. "My lord," said the laird, "I think you will find your room tolerably comfortable now: shall I have the pleasure of showing you the way?"
They are, I hope, by this time, waiting us at Howglen." The fire had been thawing the sleep out of Lord Mergwain, and now at length he was sufficiently awake to be annoyed that his daughter should hold so much converse with the folk of the inn. "Can't you show us to a room?" he said gruffly, "and get us something to eat?" "We are doing the best we can for your lordship," replied the laird.
Warlock had not yet left her room. When the meal was over, Lord Mergwain turned to his host, and said, "Will you oblige me, Mr. Warlock, by sending orders to my coachman to have the horses put to as quickly as possible: we must not trespass more on your hospitality. Confound me if I stop an hour longer in this hole of a place, though it be daylight!" "Papa!" cried Lady Joan.
Lord Mergwain started almost to his feet, but sat down instantly, and said with some calmness, "I should be obliged, Mr. Warlock, if you would order a wine-glass or two for me. I am troublesome, I know, but I like to change my glass; and the wine will be the worse every moment more it stands there. I wish you would drink! We should make a night of it."
By this time Lord Mergwain had had his supper, and had begun to drink again. Grizzie wanted to get rid of him, that she might "redd up" her kitchen. But he would not move. He was quite comfortable where he was, he said, and though it was the kitchen! he wouldn't stir a peg till he had finished the magnum. My lady might go when she pleased; the magnum was better company than the whole houseful!
Lord Mergwain swallowed a great glass of wine, the last of the first bottle, and gave a little shiver. "It's cold! cold!" he said. The wine did not seem to be itself somehow this evening! The game interrupted, Lady Joan forgot it, and stared into the fire. Cosmo gave his eyes a glorious holiday on her beautiful face. It was some time before the laird returned.
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