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Flora and Annas had a good deal to settle about our journey, and all the people and things we were leaving behind. They went into the garden, but I asked leave to stay. I did so want a talk with Lady Monksburn on two points. I thought, I hardly know why, that she would understand me.
And Angus snatched off his cap, and flung it up so high that I wondered if it would come down again. "The Prince!" cried Flora; and looking at her, I saw that she had caught the infection too. "O Angus, what news! Who told you? Is it true? Are you quite sure?" "Sure as the hills. Duncan told me. I have been over to Monksburn, and he has just come home.
I asked where she was going to be, and Flora said at Mr Raymond's. "What, all alone?" said Hatty. "Oh, no!" answered Flora; "Mr Raymond's mother is there." I did not know that Mr Raymond had a mother. Annas had a letter this morning from Lady Monksburn: the loveliest letter, says Flora, that ever woman penned. "Is Mr Raymond coming round?" said I. "What, in politics?" replied Flora, with a smile.
The Laird of Monksburn sends one of his men with us; and both he and Sam will be well armed. I am sure I hope there will be no occasion for the arms. Angus is in a mental fever, and dashes about, here, there, and everywhere, without apparent reason, and also without much consideration. I mean consideration in both senses reflection, and forbearance.
I mean, is there anything one ought not to pray about?" Lady Monksburn looked up, but only for a moment. "Dear child!" she said, with a gentle smile, "is it wrong to tell your Father of something you want?" "But may one pray about things that do not belong to church and Sunday and the Bible?" said I. "Everything belongs to the Bible," said she. "It is the chart for the voyage of life.
"O Flora," I cried at once "Annas!" "Yes, we will send word to Monksburn," answered Flora: and Angus jumped up and said he would walk over. "As for me," said Flora, turning to Sam, "I must hear my father's bidding. I do not think I shall go not if I may stay with him. But the Laird of Monksburn wishes Miss Keith to go south, and I think he would be glad to put her in your care."
He should never see evil any more. For Annas, and for Flora, and for the stricken friends at Monksburn, and for my Uncle Drummond, who loved him like another son, and yes, let me confess it, for Cary Courtenay, who had just then so much to mourn over, and must not mourn for it except with the outside pretence of something else. "Did you care so much for him, Cary?"
"We call a Scots gentleman by the name of his estate, and every laird's wife is `Lady' only by custom and courtesy, you understand. My mother really is only Mrs Keith, but you will hear everybody call her Lady Monksburn." "Then if my father were here, they would call him " I hesitated, and Flora ended the sentence for me.
But I think it means food for the body first. `Your Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things. That, surely, was said of meat and drink and clothing." I thought a minute. "But I mean more than that," I said; "things that one wishes for, which are not necessaries for the body, and yet are not things for the soul." "Necessaries for the mind?" suggested Lady Monksburn.
She let me read it afterwards. The Laird and Lady Monksburn had plainly given up their son for ever when they heard what he had done. And knowing what I knew, I felt it was best so. I had to tell Flora my news: to see the light die suddenly out of her dear brown velvet eyes, will it ever come back again?
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