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He has, on his return, fixed his residence in London, and has observed all the forms of life which are to be found in that great city, has daily listened to the wits of Will's, has smoked with the philosophers of the Grecian, and has mingled with the parsons at Child's, and with the politicians at the St. James's.
It was a reluctant nod Jim received in reply. "We'll have to ask her," he went on. "She can't marry us both. Maybe she'll marry neither." "That's so." Jim failed to observe Will's smile of confidence. "Yes, we'll both ask her. I've got to go through Barnriff on my way to the hills. I'll call and see her. You can ride in this evening." Jim shook his head. "Guess that's an elegant plan for you."
Will's mother was a rich widow, and as he had only a twin sister, Violet, for whom Frank entertained a pronounced liking, the two were more than ordinarily dear to Mrs. Milton.
They talked for a little, then Will went into the house alone, and found his mother as she sat in her wonted place, the usual needlework on her lap. As he crossed the room, she kept her eyes upon him in a gaze of the gentlest reproach, mingled with a smile, which told the origin of Will's wholesome humour. "And you couldn't trust me to take my share of the trouble?"
I never heard thee." "But I don't ask you, Sister Joan. I ask God. And I think He'll do it, too. What is a vocation, please?" "What I'm afeared thou wilt never have, thou sinful heretic child the call to become a holy Sister." "Who is to call me? I am a sister now; I'm Will's and Baby's sister.
"There were things I ought to have told you on Sunday." Will's voice threatened huskiness. "Things I forgot. That's why I have come again so soon. I ought to have told you much more about myself. How can you know my character my peculiarities faults? I've been going over all that. I don't think I'm ill-tempered, or unjust or violent, but there are things that irritate me.
He therefore, rather abruptly, now took his leave, saying that he should be very glad of a few specimens of Will's ingenuity and skill, and would call or write to give directions about them. Just as he came in sight of Tom Bowles's house on his way back to Mr.
Up in Will's valley only the winds and seasons made an epoch; the fish hung in the swift stream, the birds circled overhead, the pine-tops rustled underneath the stars, the tall hills stood over all; and Will went to and fro, minding his wayside inn, until the snow began to thicken on his head.
It will be a long time before I can spare you to another man." And I hugged him, and said nothing, for I knew... Ah! well, they did it themselves once on a time, so they can't be surprised! The church was crowded with people, and everybody turned to stare at us as we came in, but I saw only one face Will's face with the light I most loved shining in his eyes.
"If you can just step up to our house to-night, Jem, I'll put up a few things as may be useful to Mary, and then you can say when you'll likely be back. If you come home to-morrow night, and Will's there, perhaps I need not step up?" "Yes, Margaret, do! I shan't leave easy unless you go some time in the day to see mother. I'll come to-night, though; and now good-bye.
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