The Dew of Their YouthCrockett, S. R. (Samuel Rutherford)
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The Dew of Their Youth
Crockett, S. R. (Samuel Rutherford)
Fiction
At these words, so unexpected and uncalled for, Irma put out her hand
and took mine. She spoke very gently.
"Duncan," she said, "we are not wanted here. Let us be going!"
"But--Irma----!" I gasped, for even then I would take no advantage.
"Whither shall I conduct you? Have you other friends in Edinburgh?"
"Before a minister!" she said. "That will be best. I have no friends
but you!"
"Aye, there ye are!" cried the old lady, "I was sure there was something
at the back of this sudden flight to Edinburgh. The dear little
brother--oh, but we were that fond of him--the poor, poor innocent
bairn. Such a comfort for him to know his sister near at hand! Yet,
though I have done with you, Mistress Irma Sobieski, I may say that I
wish you no ill. Make a better use of your youth than maybe I have done.
If ye need a helping hand, there's my sister Frances out at the
Sciennes. She's fair crammed like a Strasburg goose wi' the
_belles-lettres_. She will maybe never let ye within the door, but a
shilling a week of outdoor relief ye are sure of--for she sets up for
being full of the milk of human kindness. She set her cap at John Home
when he came home from London. She would never even allow that Davie
Hume was an atheist, whilk was as clear as that I hae a nose to my
face!---- Off with you to Fanny's at the Sciennes. And a long guid day to
the pair of ye--ye are a disobedient regardless lassock, and ye are
heapin' up wrath again the day of wrath, but for all that I'm no sayin'
that I'll forget you in my will! There are others I like waur nor you,
when all's said and done!"
"I would not take a penny of yours if I were starving on the street!"
cried Irma.
"Save us!" said the old lady, lifting up her black wand, "ye will maybe
think different when ye are real hungrysome. The streets are nae better
than they are caa'ed. But off wi' ye, and get honestly tied up! Bid
Samuel Whan shut the yett after ye!"
CHAPTER XXXI
TWICE MARRIED
Now I have never to this day been able to make up my mind whether the
Lady Kirkpatrick was really stirred with such anger as she pretended,
whether she was only more than a little mad, or if all was done merely
to break down Irma's reserve by playing on her anger and pride.
If the last was the cause of my lady's strange behaviour to us, it was
shiningly successful.
"We will not go a step to find my Lady Frances," said Irma when we were
outside; "if she be so full of all the wisdoms, she would very likely
try to separate us."
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