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Macleod was right; they had just passed through the wood of young larches close to Castle Dare, and were ascending a rough stone road that led by the side of a deep glen, when a sudden whir close by them startled the silence of this gloomy morning. In an instant Macleod had whipped his gun from his shoulder and thrust it into Ogilvie's hands.
"O yes, didn't you see?" said Armine. "No, I remember you didn't go out riding early to-day." "No, I was finishing Miss Ogilvie's wedding lace."
Colonel Ogilvie's own disappointment was never expressed. He had too much tenderness for his wife to say anything about it. 'If ever I am to be a mother again, Mrs. Ogilvie said once, 'my child shall be born out of reach of kind inquiries or deep sympathy. If he lives, let those rejoice with me who will. But pity is always offensive, and is generally meant to be so.
Can't you come down with me on Saturday, and propose the plan?" "Thank you, I am pledged to Sunday." "I forgot. But come on Monday then?" "I had better go and prepare. I had rather you spoke for me. Somehow," and a strange dew came in David Ogilvie's eyes, "I could not bear to see her there, where we saw her installed in triumph, now that all is so changed."
He took the programme from Ogilvie's hand, and for a minute or two stared mechanically at the name of Miss Gertrude White, printed on the pink-tinted paper. He gave it him back without a word. Ogilvie only smiled; he was proud of the surprise he had planned. And now the fancies and recollections that came rushing into Macleod's head were of a sufficiently chaotic and bewildering character.
It might be as well, he was very like his grandfather, poor John Allen, and might have had his history over again. The likeness was a new idea to Caroline and a great pleasure to her. Indeed, she seemed to Armine unfeelingly joyous, as she accepted Mr. Ogilvie's invitation, and hurried her preparations.
Without pausing to mention others of them who arrived at honor, it may be well enough to refer to Winfield Scott, William Campbell Preston, B. Watkins Leigh, William S. Archer, and William C. Rives. The writer does not know if it had ever been designed that young Seaton should proceed from Ogilvie's classes to the more systematic courses of a college. Possibly not.
And on this last day of Ogilvie's stay at Castle Dare he was unusually lucky though of course there were one or two heartrending mishaps. As they walked home in the evening the lowering day had cleared away into a warm sunset, and they could see Colonsay, and Fladda, and the Dutchman's Cap, lying dark and purple on a golden sea Ogilvie said:
Semple, 'I must tell you that I mean to ask you a great many questions, and tell you very little in return at least for the present. In the first place, it is all-important that we should know when Mrs. Ogilvie's elder boy died. 'And I, said Lady Falconer hopelessly, 'did not even know until the other day that she had had another boy.
Miss Sherard's feeling of faintness was only momentary, and already the bright colour was in her cheeks again and she laughed and said, 'It was not the jump, really, Jane; but I am a horrible gambler, and I put my very last shilling on Toffy. Mrs. Ogilvie's ball, according to an old-established custom, followed closely on the race.
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