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Updated: July 29, 2025
And Rahal answered proudly and tenderly: "Thou art surely meaning my son Boris." "Indeed, thou art near to the truth." Then Rahal put her arm round Sunna and kissed her. "Thou hast made me happy," she said, and Sunna made her still more happy, when she took out of the little bag fastened to her belt the daguerreotype and showed her the strong, handsome face of her soldier-sailor boy.
In some cases it was secretly more faithfully observed than ever before; then its penitential prayers became intensely pathetic in their loneliness. For these self-bereft souls could not help remembering the days when they went up with the multitude to keep the Holy Fast in the House of their God. Rahal Ragnor had never kept it. It had been only a remnant of popery to her.
Then he had sent word to Rahal, and consequently she ventured on the prediction that "Aunt Barbara might already be at her home." However, it had not been told the Mistress of Ragnor, that her sister-in-law had actually "picked up someone on the way"; and that for this reason she had gone directly to her own residence.
Then there was a silence, full of words longing to be spoken; but Rahal Ragnor was a prudent woman, and she sighed and sewed and left Vedder to open the conversation. He looked at her a little impatiently for a few moments, then he asked: "To what port has thy son Boris sailed?" "Boris intends to go to Leith, if wind and water let him do so." "Boris is not asking wind and water about his affairs.
"A month," answered Ian, "but the controversy about it is still raging in the English papers." "What has anyone to say against it?" asked Rahal. "The need was desperate, the answer quick. What, then, do they say?" "The prudery of the English middle class was shocked at the idea of young women nursing in military hospitals.
This was the girl who, standing before her mother, asked for her approval. And Rahal Ragnor's eyes were filled with her beauty, and she could only say: "Dear thing! There is no need to change! Just as thou art pleases me!" Then with a face full of love Thora stooped and kissed her mother and anon began to set the table for the expected guests.
So the lovers went off gaily to see the land-locked bay and the strange old town of Stromness; and the house was silent and lonely without them and Rahal wished that her husband would come home and talk with her, for her soul was under a cloud of presentiments and she said to herself after a morning of fretful, inefficient work: "Oh, how much easier it is to love God than it is to trust Him.
Then Rahal gave him the two letters and sent him away. Thora was still "far off," or she would have remembered her letters but it was near the noon of the next day when she asked her mother where they were. "Thy father has them." "I am sorry, so sorry!"
I could tell the men freshly enlisted to wear a white ribbon in their coats " "No, no, no!" cried Rahal. "What are you saying, Ian? A white favour is a Stuart favour. You would set the men fighting in the very dance room. There is no excuse in the Orkneys for a Stuart memory." "I was not thinking of the Stuarts. Have they not done bothering yet?"
Then he lifted the whip at his side and struck me." Rahal and Thora were sobbing. Ragnor looked in the youth's face with shining eyes and asked, almost in a whisper, "What did thou do?" "I had been struck often enough before to have made me indifferent, but at this moment some new strength and feeling sprang up in my heart. I seized his arms and the whip fell to the floor.
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