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That morning our base company, under Captain Musgrove and Lieutenant Muir, reached us. A few days later at Festubert Musgrove was to lose an arm and Lieutenant Muir was to be killed. They were full of ginger and cheered us up considerably. During the night we consolidated our trenches. The shelling continued all the next day.
Going to her, he said as impetuously as Ned ever did, "Miss Muir nay, I will say Jean, if that will comfort you listen, and rest assured that no harm shall touch you if I can ward it off. You are needlessly alarmed. Indignant you may well be, but, upon my life, I think you wrong Sydney. He is violent, I know, but he is too honorable a man to injure you by a light word, an unjust act.
"Graydon is not Harry Muir. He attained his majority some years since." "He certainly is old enough to show more spirit. Well, I don't understand her tactics, but such belles, I suppose, are a law unto themselves." "Don't let us gossip about her any more. If Graydon becomes engaged there is only one thing for us to do.
They maun hae been aboot the muir a' that day, that nane but Maggie sud get a haud o' 'im aiven as they maun hae been aboot the field and the flock and the shepherds and the inn-stable a' that gran' nicht!" The same moment entered a neighbour who, having previously heard and misinterpreted the story, had now caught sight of their arrival.
"Now don't make a scene, for heaven's sake," began Coventry impatiently, as his brother eyed him fiercely, divining at once what had passed, for his letter was still in Gerald's hand and Jean's last words had reached her lover's ear. "Who gave you the right to read that, and to interfere in my affairs?" demanded Edward hotly. "Miss Muir" was the reply, as Coventry threw away the paper.
Muir had been left asleep, or seeming to sleep; but Cap had run into the bushes on the alarm of the attack, and having found Pathfinder's canoe, had only succeeded, at that moment, in getting to the blockhouse, whither he had come with the kind intent of escaping with his niece by water.
"We'll arrange it differently next Sunday, Miss Alden," said the doctor, as Madge passed out; "I'll have Mr. Muir sit with me." "Try it," whispered Graydon, "and if you don't fall from grace before meeting is over I'll give you a new trout-pole. Miss Alden can manage me better than you can." "No doubt, no doubt.
Muir sat down to wait for her husband, "you wear a rose like the one you sent me when we parted so long ago. Oh, but my heart was heavy then! Did you make this choice to-night by chance?" "You have a good memory." "You have not answered me." "I shall admit nothing that will increase your vanity." "You will now of necessity make my pride overweening." "How is that?
Certainly the brass of the handrail will be clouded; and if the brass be not immaculate, certainly all will be to match the reflectors scratched, the spare lamp unready, the storm-panes in the storehouse. If a light is not rather more than middling good, it will be radically bad. But of course the unfortunate of St. From St. Andrews, we drove over Magus Muir.
Turning towards the spot where the boat lay, Mabel saw that it was still fastened to the shore; and then she supposed that by some accident Muir had been prevented from effecting his retreat in that quarter. In short, the island lay in the quiet of the grave, the bodies of the soldiers rendering the scone as fearful as it was extraordinary.
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