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'Her husband was papa's colour-sergeant, and he got a sun-stroke and died, and then she came when Gillian was just born, and so weak and tiny that she would never have lived if nurse hadn't watched her day and night, and so Gillian's her favourite, except the youngest, and she is ever so good, you know.
Miss Mohun noted the talk that passed over these, as they were identified one by one, sometimes with little reminiscences, childishly full on Gillian's part, betraying on Kalliope's side friendly acquaintance, but all in as entirely ladylike terms as would have befitted Phyllis or Alethea.
When you were a boy I had to stand aside and see your mother's heart broken, and I'm damned if I'm going to keep silent while you break Gillian's heart. I loved your mother, the light went out for me when she died. For her sake I carried on here, hoping I might be of use to you because you were her son. And then Gillian came and helped to fill the blank she had left.
She did not hear, and did not guess how Kalliope answered, 'Don't set your heart on it too much, dear fellow, for I should greatly doubt whether Miss Gillian's aunts will consent. Oh yes, of course, if they permit her, it will be all right. So Gillian went her way feeling that she had found her 'great thing. Training a minister for the Church! Was not that a 'great thing'?
Storran put out his hand to steady her as the train jolted to a standstill. "Yes, we're here at last," he said. "Now to find a vehicle of some description to take us out to Armanches." As he had suggested it would, Gillian's collapse had delayed them some time.
The good woman looked doubtful. She would inquire. What name? Grey? But there was a telegram awaiting madame! Gillian's face blanched as the landlady bustled away in search of the wire. Had Magda already Oh, but that was impossible! Lady Arabella was in charge at that end, and Gillian had a great belief in Lady Arabella's capacity to deal with any crisis that might arise.
But at the sound of his voice Gillian's eyes flew up from that virile-looking hand to the face of its owner, and a low cry of surprise broke from her lips. "Dan Storran!" Simultaneously the man gave utterance to her own name. Gillian stared at him stupidly. Could this really be Dan Storran Storran of Stockleigh? The alteration in him was immense. He looked ten years older.
Gillian's absolute honesty of soul could not acquiesce, though it would have been infinitely the easier course. "No," she said, flushing a little and speaking very low. "We heard that she might have lived if if she had only been happier." He nodded silently, rather as though this was the answer he had anticipated. Presently he spoke abruptly: "Does Miss Vallincourt know that?" Gillian hesitated.
Allowing her to gratify her feelings of vanity by the contemplation of her pretty person for a few minutes, Aveline felt it necessary to recal her to her situation, and her own transformation into the tire-woman was speedily effected, Gillian's dress fitting her exactly.
Halfpenny called it, mustered strong, and Gillian's heart leapt at the resumption of the tumultuous family life, as she beheld the collection of girls, boys, dogs, and donkeys awaiting her in the approach; and, in spite of the two governesses' presence, her mind misgave her as to the likelihood of regard to the hint that her mother had given that she hoped the elder ones would try to be sober in their ways, and not quite forget what week it was.
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