Illustrations of political economy, Volume 2 (of 9)Martineau, Harriet
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Illustrations of political economy, Volume 2 (of 9)
Martineau, Harriet
Didactic fiction, English; Political fiction, English; Social problems -- Fiction
“How does your honour know they are so?” asked Ella, for once following
the Highland fashion of answering one question by another.
“I saw at a glance that they were intelligent, and Ronald told me enough
while we were waiting for you to show that you know better how to live
with a little than these cousins of yours with much. How did you all
learn?”
“Did Ronald tell you about Angus?” asked Ella, her eye for the first
time sinking under that of the laird.
“Merely that Angus taught you the management of a boat, as he had
learned it in dangerous places abroad. Angus is a relation, I suppose,
or only a friend?”
“A friend; and he taught us all many things that are little thought of
here. My father ever said we should do well if we had Angus at hand to
advise us.”
“I suppose he will come and advise you again, Ella, at such an important
time as this. Will you not send for him? Can I carry any message to the
mainland, for I hear that it was from over the water that he used to
come.”
Ella answered in a somewhat stern voice, that if ever he came again it
must be from over the water, for that he had been in foreign parts for
five years, and nothing had been heard of him for long.
“Five years! then he could not have taught her brothers much, so young
as they must have been when he went away.” Ella replied that he taught
her whatever her father could not, and her brothers learned of her.
“Perhaps,” said the laird, “if his friends expected to hear of him,
something prevented his sending to them.”
“No doubt,” replied Ella.
“What do you imagine it could be, Ella?”
“Perhaps he is dead,” said she quietly, but still looking on the ground.
“You do not suppose he has forgotten his old friends? yet, such things
do sometimes happen, Ella.”
She made no answer; and the laird saw by the deep colour which made
itself seen through her weather-worn complexion, that he had gone too
far. He was very sorry; and now wondered at his own slowness in
perceiving the true state of the case; but there was so little in her
appearance to suggest the idea, and she seemed so wholly devoted to her
brothers, that he had fancied the connexion with Angus one of pure
friendship,—of that friendship which bears in the Highlands a character
of warmth, simplicity, and familiarity, not very common in some other
places.
To relieve Ella, the laird spoke immediately of business, relating what
was to be done to make the cottage and field tenantable, and explaining
to her that, twenty shillings a year being the interest upon the capital
laid out, twenty shillings a year was the sum he would take, if she
thought she could pay it.—Ella had no doubt of it.
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