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Updated: June 9, 2025
It was a trip full of pleasure and incident. Now we were shown the remains of old Cardross Castle, where it was said Robert Bruce breathed his last. And now we came near the beautiful grounds of Roseneath, a green, velvet-like peninsula, stretching out into the widening waters.
The gate was open, and as Hamil stepped in he met a well-built, active man in white flannels coming out; and both halted abruptly. "I am looking for Mr. Cardross," said the younger man. "I am Mr. Cardross." Hamil nodded. "I mean that I am looking for Mr. Cardross, senior " "I am Mr. Cardross, senior."
Something must be done, and I can not trust Alick to do it. My brother does not understand my boy," said she, returning to her restless, helpless manner. She, the helpful Helen, only weak in this one point her only son. "Something has been done. I have already sent for Cardross. He will be at the Castle to-morrow." Helen started. "At the Castle, I said, not the Manse.
He maintained his righteous concealment, his noble deceit to the very last; spending the whole evening with Mr. Cardross, and quitting him without having betrayed a word of what he dreaded what he was almost sure of.
That day seems almost like yesterday, and yet We are growing quite middle-aged folk, Helen, my dear." Helen sighed. These peaceful, uneventful years, how fast they had slipped by! She began to count them after the only fashion by which she cared to count any thing now. "Yes, Cardross will be a man actually and legally a man in little more than two years." "That is just what I was considering.
Cardross brought up immediately to the Castle and then circulated their contents round the whole parish with the utmost glee and pride; for the whole parish was in its turn dying to hear news of "Miss Helen." Still, nothing could be discovered of her real life and feelings.
"Why on earth did you say such a thing to me?" he asked. "I don't know," she said simply; "I really don't, Mr. Malcourt." And it was true; for their slight acquaintance warranted neither badinage nor effrontery; and she did not understand the sudden impulse toward provocation, unless it might be her contempt for Shiela Cardross. And that was the doing of Mrs. Van Dieman.
"One couldn't give up what one never had and never wanted.... And you say that it was all available yesterday?" "Available!" "At the order of Cardross, Carrick & Co.?" "Mr. Cuyp said so." "You made over all those checks to them?" "Yes. Mr. Cuyp took them away." "And that Lexington Avenue stuff?" "Deeded and recorded." "The bonds?" "Everything is father's again." "Was it yesterday?" "Yes. Why?"
And now toward the end of the month, as contractor after contractor arrived with gangs of negroes and were swallowed up in the distant woodlands, the interest in the Cardross household became acute.
Cardross would have expressed it, "away" far, far away in His safe keeping with whom abide the souls of both the righteous and the wicked, the living and the dead. Let Him judge him, for no one else ever did. No one ever spoke of him but as their dead can only be spoken of either to or by the widow and the fatherless.
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