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A grinning negro shuffled up and closed the gate as they left the grove together and started across the lawn. Cardross, cordial in his quick, vigorous manner, strolled with his hands in his coat pockets, planting each white-shod foot firmly as he walked, frequently turning head and shoulders squarely toward his companion when speaking.
"Awfully glad you came," repeated young Cardross with all the excessive cordiality of the young and unspoiled. "Father has been checking off the days on the calendar since your letter saying you were coming by way of Nassau. The Governor is dying to begin operations on that jungle yonder. When we camp I'm going and probably Shiela is she began clamoring to go two weeks ago.
When the session was over, Cardross went home to see his mother and grandfather, and on his return Lord Cairnforth listened eagerly to all the accounts of Cairnforth, and especially of all that Mrs. Bruce was doing there; she, as the person most closely acquainted with the earl's affairs, having been constituted regent in his absence.
And he ought to be fitted, in case he should live, for as many years as he can fulfill of the duties of his position; its enjoyments, alas! he will never know." "I am not so sure of that," replied Mr. Cardross. "He loves books; he may turn out a thoroughly educated and accomplished student perhaps even a man of letters.
Helen and her father guessed this from their first sight of him, though they had found him sitting as usual in his arm-chair at his favorite corner, and when they entered the library he had looked up with a smile the same old smile, as natural as though he had never been away. "Is that you, Mr. Cardross? Helen too? How kind of you to come and see me so soon!"
"Nevertheless, though Miss Cardross may be 'no bonnie, and too good to please your taste, I hope you will go often to the Manse in my absence, and write me word how they are, otherwise I shall hear little the minister's letters are too voluminous to be frequent and Miss Cardross is not given to much correspondence."
Hamil, I don't think I care for you very much." And as he looked at her with a troubled smile, she added: "You must not take that declaration too literally. Can you forget various things?" "I don't want to, Miss Cardross. Listen: nobody could be more sweet, more simple, more natural than the girl I spoke to I dreamed that I talked with last night. I don't want to forget that night, or that girl.
So they were all there, the irreproachable, the amusing, the inevitable, the intellectual, the good, and the bad, the onduléd, and the scant of hair. And, belonging to one or more of these divisions, Portlaw, Wayward, and Malcourt were there had been there, now, for several weeks, the latter as a guest at the Cardross villa.
I am very glad, for he had no feminine company at all except Mrs. Campbell, and, good as she is, she isn't quite the thing not exactly a lady, you see. Eh, Mr. Cardross what a lady his mother was! We'll never again see the like of the poor countess, nor, in all human probability, will we ever again see another Countess of Cairnforth. "No." "Yet," continued Mr. Menteith, after a long pause, "Dr.
"Leave him to me, Helen. Can not you trust me me with your son!" Mrs. Bruce paused. "Now," said the earl, wheeling himself round a little, so that he came face to face with the sobbing child, "lift up your head, Boy, and speak the truth like a man to me and to your mother see! She is listening. Did you touch those raspberries?" "No!" "Cardross!"
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