England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Short stories, English
"After that you may believe they did not enjoy the row much. There was
scarcely a word said by any one until they came ashore again. The
visitor, to the great joy of Peter, who was looking for a sixpence,
gave him half a crown; and then walked away with the young lady, side
by side with her, but very stiff and silent. However, just as they
were parting, Peter could see that he said something, having his hat
in his hand the while, and that Miss Peggy, after standing and
listening, bowed as grand as might be. Upon which they separated for
that time.
"But two things came of this; first, that every one began to call her
Miss McNeill Court which was not at all to the pleasure of the
Llewellyn Evanses. And then, that whenever the gentleman, who was a
painter lodging at Mrs. Campbell's of the shop, would meet her, he
would stop and say a few words, and more as the time went on.
Presently there came some wet weather; and Mrs. Campbell borrowed for
his use books from her, which had her name within; and later he sent
for a box of books from London, and then the lending was on the other
side. So it was not long before people began to see how things were,
and to smile when the gentleman treated old Robert Evans at the Newydd
Inn. The fishermen, when he was out with them, would tack so that he
might see the smoke of Court over the cliffs; and there was no more
Peggy _bach_ to be met, either rowing with Peter Rees or running wild
among the rocks, but a very sedate young lady who, to be sure, did not
seem to be unhappy.
"The old man was ailing in his limbs at this time, but his mind was as
clear as ever, and his grip of the land as tight. He could not bear,
now that his sons were dead, that any one should come after him. I am
thinking that he would be taking every one for a body-bird. Still the
family were forward with presents and such-like, and helped him
perhaps about the farm; so that, though there was talk in the village,
no one could say what will he would make.
"However, one day towards winter Miss Peggy came in late from a walk,
and found the old man very cross. 'Where have you been?' he cried
angrily. Then, without any warning, 'You have been courting,' he said,
'with that fine gentleman from the shop?'
"'Well,' my lady replied, putting a brave face upon it, as was her
way, 'and what then, grandfather? I am not ashamed of it.'
"'You ought to be!' he cried, banging his stick upon the floor. 'Do
you think that he will marry you?'
"'Yes, I do,' she replied stoutly. 'He has told you so to-day, I
know.'
"Robert Evans laughed, but his laugh was not a pleasant one. 'You are
right,' he said. 'He has told me. He was very forward to tell me. He
thought I was going to leave you my money. But I am not! Mind you
that, my girl.'
"'Very well,' she answered, white and red by turns.
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