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Ragnor carved and ate and talked, and Rahal and Thora listened and laughed and asked endless questions, and when the mind enters into a meal, it not only prolongs, it also sweetens and brightens it.
Then he rubbed his hand slowly over and over his mouth and said to himself "She shall have her say-so; Boris is the only man on the Islands who can manage her." After the departure of the Vedders, Rahal and her sister Brodie went upstairs, taking Thora with them. She went cheerfully though a little reluctantly. She liked to hear Ian talk.
"We are waiting for you, dear Coll," said Rahal; and he answered softly: "Well, then, I am here." For a moment his eyes rested on the table which Rahal had set with extra care and with the delicacies Ian liked best. Was it not the last dinner he would eat with them for three months? She thought it only kind to give it a little distinction.
Even his shirt collar fell softly round his throat, and the bright crimson necktie passed under it was unrestrained by anything but a handsome pin, which left his throat bare and gave the scarf permission to hang as loosely as a sailor's. At length Rahal said, "I see that Boris and the ship are safely home again." "Ship and cargo safe in port, and every man on board well and hearty.
I am going to buy all the luxuries and medicines I can afford for the lads fighting and suffering. Sunna is going to spend a week in gathering old linen in Kirkwall and then Mistress Brodie and she will bring it with them. Rahal, Thora, you must do your best. And thou, Conall?" "Adam, thou can open my purse and take all thou thinks is right.
In about ten or fifteen minutes, Rahal Ragnor heard him coming. Then she stood up and watched the swift throwing open of the door, and the entrance of her husband. With a cry of pleasure she clapped her hands and said joyfully: "Oh, Coll! Oh, my dear Coll!" and the next moment Coll kissed her. "Thou hast made thyself so handsome just to please me!" "Yes, for thee! Who else is there?
"Sunna Vedder?" "I love her. She cannot bore me." "Rahal Ragnor?" "I respect her. She does not bore me often." "Yes, that is so; it is but seldom thou sees her. Well, then, Barbara Brodie?" "I once loved her. She can never be indifferent to me." "Thou hast told me the truth and I will not follow up this catechism." "For that favour, I am thy debtor. I might not always have been so truthful.
"Of course she does," he commented, "but a great wonder it would be if my Rahal should speak of it. In that hour she would be out of the commodity of pride, or she would have forgotten herself entirely."
The unanimity of this kindness gave Rahal a slight attack of a certain form of jealousy, to which she had been subject for many years, and she asked her husband, as she had done often before, "Why is it, Coll, that every woman in the town is eager to help and encourage Barbara if she only speaks of having a dance or dinner; but if I, thy wife, am the giver of pleasure, I am left to do all without help or any show of interest.
Read aloud from it what William Howard Russell has witnessed I cannot read the words I would be using my own words listen, Rahal! Listen, Thora! and oh, may God enter into judgment at once with the men responsible for the misery that Russell tells us of." At this point, Adam Vedder entered the room.
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