Christian life -- Fiction; Great Britain -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
"And that is what I always admired in you—you drive straight for your
goal. There is no uncertain sound when you sound your trumpet. When I
think that my feet and yours will be treading the same path now, that
I shall be able to look to you for support when I trip—why, I feel
inclined to burst into a song of thanksgiving!" Then she added with a
little laugh: "Now, after that rhapsody, may I come down to earth, and
ask you if your old housekeeper will give me a pleasant welcome? Do you
think she will like having a mistress, after having managed for you all
these years?"
"Mrs. Dalziel serves me faithfully," said the General in a contented
tone; "and she will, of course, be ready to serve you, too. Long ago
she hoped you were coming to us. She actually had the audacity to tell
me so. Our Scotch folk are not like anyone else."
"I have never asked you about Marion, yet. Do you really like her?"
"She is a real comfort: keeps in the background, and is never seen
unless I send for her. And the child is learning well from her. Rowena,
I will not spend these precious first few hours with you in talking
about anyone else but ourselves. I want to feel that there is just you
and myself here in the world. Let us shut every one else out."
So they talked in the same old way that both young and old lovers
always talk, and the journey seemed one golden dream to Rowena. It was
so new to her to be waited upon and cared for and protected, that at
first she felt inclined to expostulate. Later she learnt to take it as
her due.
They spent a few days in Edinburgh, and then turned towards the
Highlands. It was a most lovely evening when they at last arrived at
Abertarlie. A beautiful car was at the station—a great surprise to
Rowena.
"You never told me you had started a car; I expected a shabby trap and
horse hired for the occasion."
"I bought this a few months back; I determined that you should be able
to get about and see your friends. I realize we are isolated, but I
won't have you feel that you are shut up, and stranded away from your
fellow-creatures. You are very sociable by nature, I know."
"Am I?" said Rowena, laughing. "I was very happy that year when I was
laid upon my back and saw no one. And I have been happy this last year
living amongst crowds. They say I can make myself happy anywhere, and I
believe I can. Don't you think, you dear foolish man, that your company
is good enough for me? But I won't pretend that I don't love a car. You
and I can see the beauties of the Highlands in it. You will take me to
some of the lochs that I have never seen, won't you?"
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