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Updated: May 26, 2025
All my bright hopes were obscured, my ardent longings quenched by fashionable matter-of-fact; and, Min herself had gone from me, without one single parting word! I was born to be unlucky, I think; everything went wrong with me now. Like the lonely, hopeless hero in Longfellow's translation of Min's favourite Coplas de Manrique, I might well exclaim in my misery
Lotty had come for hers, and when the bundle was in her arms she hugged it close, and put up her little face to kiss Grover so prettily, I felt that I wanted to do something too. So I hunted up Min's old waterproof and rubbers, and a hood, and sent Lotty home as happy as a queen, promising to go and see her. I did go, and there was my work all ready for me.
"Mars Jeems did n' 'low no co'tin' er juneseyin' roun' his plantation, said he wanted his niggers ter put dey min's on dey wuk, en not be wastin' dey time wid no sech foolis'ness. En he would n' let his han's git married, said he wuz n' raisin' niggers, but wuz raisin' cotton.
He's sic a leveller as was feow afore 'im, I doobt, wi' his gowd ringt man, an' his cloot cled brither! He pat me in twa min's, my lord, whan I got up, whether I wad touch my bonnet to yer lordship or no." Malcolm laughed with hearty appreciation.
She stopped her as quickly as was consistent with tact. When once Min started it was impossible to tell when she would stop. "Tell Elizabeth about the trip your father is planning," said Landis, breaking into Min's discourse.
It was to me an Eldorado, where ill-luck was undreamt of; and where I should be able to heap up riches without the slightest out-of-the-way exertion on my part, in an incredibly short space of time: riches that would enable me to return home, in the character of a millionaire, in a year or two at the outside, and claim Min's hand from the then-unresisting Mrs Clyde! Was I not a fool?
Something in the atmosphere conduced to somnolence, for even the horses stood still, with no signs of restlessness. The colonel was the first to break the spell. "What's the matter with them, Peter? Do you know?" "Dey's bofe plumb 'stracted, suh clean out'n dey min's dey be'n dat way fer yeahs an' yeahs an' yeahs." "That's Mr. Dudley, I suppose?"
He succeeded, as peradventure he intended, in at once turning the conversation into a fresh channel, where Min's constraint and my embarrassment were soon dispelled. Mrs Clyde had not been a bit put out during the entire interview. She was now, as she had been all along, as cool and collected, as suave and serene, as possible.
However, as Mrs Clyde did not carry out her threat of closing our correspondence at the end of the first year of our quasi-engagement, I had still Min's dear letters to encourage me and cheer me on. I do not know what I should have done without them. There was no benefit to be derived from my going back until the Government appointment, which the vicar had the promise of for me, should be vacant.
It's true eneuch that I took the bank-note frae the Bible, whilk was a verra unshuitable place to put the unrichteous mammon intil, and min's me upo' the money-changers i' the temple; and it's true that I paid it into the bank the neist day�-" "What garred ye deny't, than?" interrupted Thomas. "Bide a wee, Mr Crann, and caw canny.
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