Far above rubies (Vol. 1 of 3) : $b A novelRiddell, J. H., Mrs.
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Far above rubies (Vol. 1 of 3) : $b A novel
Riddell, J. H., Mrs.
Fiction
“Yes, my lord. There was certainly nothing wrong with her then; at
least, nothing that I could see,” Alick answered.
“And there is nothing your brother can see the matter now?”
“Nothing.”
“Then I will take her,” said his lordship; and Alick breathed a sigh of
intense relief.
“You shall have her the first thing on Monday morning,” he said, rising,
“and the letter, too.”
“What letter?”
“My brother’s undertaking to return you the money, in case she prove
unsound.”
“No, I won’t have it,” was the reply. “I’ll run the chance of her.”
“No, my lord, pray do not do that!” Alick entreated. “I am as sure as I
can be of anything her sight is affected. If you will take her for the
six months, and pay my brother for her now, as he really wants the
money, I shall be very grateful; but I would rather repay you myself
than think hereafter you had bought a useless animal from us.”
“And pray, how the deuce should you propose to repay me yourself?”
inquired Lord Kemms. But the words had scarcely passed his lips before
he repented having uttered them.
“I hope not to remain a burden on my brother _all_ my life,” answered
the lad in a low tone, with his cheeks aflame, but with eyes boldly
looking his questioner in the face.
“My boy,” said the nobleman, kindly laying his hand on Alick’s shoulder,
“that is three times in one interview you have rebuked me. I am sorry to
have pained you, and I beg your pardon for my thoughtlessness. Tell your
brother he could not have chosen a better messenger. I will take Nellie,
and, when you have made your fortune, we can talk about repayment, if
she turn out badly.”
“Thank you, my lord.” The boy’s heart was very full, and he could not
say another word.
Silently he moved towards the door, Lord Kemms following him.
“What are you going to be?” inquired the nobleman, as they stood
together on the threshold.
“A merchant, if I am fortunate enough ever to rise higher than a clerk.”
“Do you think you will like business better than farming?”
“I mean to try and like anything which offers me a chance of getting on
in the world,” was the reply.
“Then I hope you may get on, and that I shall some day see you rich and
prosperous, a millionnaire. It is possible; in this house, it is
scarcely needful for me to tell you, all things are, humanly speaking,
possible.” And with that Lord Kemms held out his hand, which Alick could
have kissed for very gratitude.
“I will call at Berrie Down on Monday,” said his lordship, when Alick
had passed through the open hall door. Having announced which intention,
he returned to the dining-room, where he reported the gist of the
conversation to Mr. Raidsford.
“The greatest kindness you could have done Squire Dudley would have been
to take him at his word,” was Mr. Raidsford’s practical comment on the
affair.
“Perhaps so; but I could not afford to be less honest and honourable
than they,” Lord Kemms answered.
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