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Miss Wellwood said it was remarkable how deep an impression Sir Guy had made upon her, and how affectionately she remembered his kindness; and her distress at hearing of his death had been far beyond what such a child could have been supposed to feel, both in violence and in duration.
Edmonstone's rule, of a thing to be used guardedly, not disused. He had resumed light reading, too, which he had nearly discontinued before he went to Oxford. 'One wants something, he said, 'by way of refreshment, where there is no sea nor rock to look at, and no Laura and Amy to talk to. He had made one friend, a scholar of his own college, of the name of Wellwood.
Seeing so many planters present, he should be happy if they would come to an arrangement among themselves, before he addressed the people outside. Mr. WELLWOOD HYSLOP remarked, that Vere and other rich sugar parishes might be able to pay high rates of wages, because the land yielded profitable crops, but in this district it was impossible to follow the example of those parishes.
Wellwood frequently debated whether it would not be better to listen to the siren voices of the agricultural weeklies with their alluring refrain of "back to the soil"; but the facilities for his favorite dissipations were painfully inadequate in the rural districts, and besides he was a city man born and bred, and while he knew how to take hold of a shovel, he would probably have stood askance and aghast before a scythe.
He went down south, to play a little at Monte Carlo and cruise a little in the Mediterranean to kill time through the detestable winter, which made itself felt wherever he was; and she went to London to see about Francie's gown, and up north to bracing Scotland, and down to Wellwood for Christmas, and back to the racket of London in the spring; and neither of them had spent a lonelier time in all their lives.
No! let the consequences of the coming disclosure be what they might, I failed to see any valid reason for regretting my conduct in the past time. I found Miss Jillgall waiting in the passage to see me come out. Before I could tell her what had happened, there was a ring at the house-bell. The visitor proved to be Mr. Wellwood, the doctor. I was anxious to speak to him on the subject of Mr.
"Indeed, I do not want to be disobliging," she said, interpreting her mother's anxious gestures to mean that she was wanting in civility; "it is very kind in you, Miss Wellwood, but this has been a very trying day, and I am sure I can give no pleasure to anybody, so if I might only be let off." "It is not so much " began Miss Wellwood, getting into a puzzle, and starting afresh.
"Well, it doesn't matter about any one but Wellwood. But it would be better not to have him know anything about your having been here." "Why? What do you care?" queried the other. "No need of superfluous friction and unpleasantness, that's all. If we agree, he'll find out everything soon enough; if we don't, no call to excite him." "No doubt you're right," assented the visitor, lightly.
But now the Sub-Prior exclaimed, "Henry Wellwood!" and the preacher replied, "William Allan!" and, stirred by the old familiar names, and never-to-be-forgotten recollections of college studies and college intimacy, their hands were for a moment locked in each other.
They turned out to be Mr. Wellwood and Dr. Humphreys, of the American Baptist Mission, who had ridden out to make me welcome. An hour later we crossed the parade ground outside the city gate, and shortly, turning in by a building of unmistakable European architecture, found ourselves in the mission compound.
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