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Harry laughed aloud. "Agrees, does he? And do you know why? I remember seeing him one day, and he was in a state of wild fury at Ranald's notions. I won't quote his exact words. The next day I found him in a state of bland approval. Then I learn incidentally that in the meantime Kate has been giving him tea and music." "Don't listen to his mean insinuations, auntie," said Kate, blushing a little.
The young man was older than Ranald, but Ranald would have given a good deal for an opportunity to "take him with one hand." At this point Ranald's reflections were interrupted by Mrs. Murray rising to open the class. "Will some one suggest a Psalm?" she asked, her cheek, usually pale, showing a slight color.
I did not realize Maimie will never be yours. I know my niece." At the sad earnestness of her voice, Ranald's face began to grow pale. "I will wait for her," he said, quietly. "I beg you will not." "I will wait," he repeated, with lips tight pressed. "It is vain, Mr. Macdonald, I assure you. Spare yourself and her. I know what I could have " Her voice grew husky.
She paused, her lips parting in a smile that made Ranald's heart beat quick.
"I think I will jist be going back now," he said, at length. But Hughie seized him. "Oh, Ranald, you must come with me." He had pictured himself telling his mother of Ranald's exploit, and covering his hero with glory. But this was the very thing that Ranald dreaded and hated, and was bound to prevent. "You will not be going to the Deepole again, I warrant you," Ranald said, with emphasis.
The colonel made no mistake in deciding for Ranald's quarters. They consisted of two rooms that formed one corner of a long, wooden, single-story building in the shape of an L. One of these rooms Ranald made his dining-room and bedroom, the other was his office. The rest of the building was divided into three sections, and constituted a dining-room, reading-room, and bunk-room for the men.
That gentleman's face was pallid and damp; his whole fortune hung on Ranald's reply. It was to him a moment of agony. Ranald glanced at his face, and paused. Then drawing his lips a little tighter, he said: "Colonel Thorp, my final report has not yet been handed in. Mr. St. Clair has not seen it. In my judgment " here Mr. St.
"I'm sure he's very nice," said Maimie, "and his family " "Oh, hold up; don't get on to your ancestor worship," cried Harry, impatiently. "Anyway, Ranald's coming up Sunday evening." "Well, it will be very awkward," said Maimie. "I don't see why," said Kate.
"Well," said her aunt, quietly, "I rather like people who are not too sure of themselves, and I think all the more of Ranald for his shyness and modesty." "Oh, Ranald's modesty won't disable him," said the minister. "For my part, I think he is a daring young rascal; and indeed, if there is any mischief going in the countryside you may be sure Ranald is not far away."
Once again Colonel Thorp successfully championed Ranald's cause, this time insisting that a further test of two seasons be made, prophesying that not only would the present deficit disappear, but that their patience and confidence would be amply rewarded.
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