The Laurel Bush: An Old-Fashioned Love StoryCraik, Dinah Maria Mulock
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The Laurel Bush: An Old-Fashioned Love Story
Craik, Dinah Maria Mulock
Fiction; Love stories
And every body had of course suspected it long ago, and was not in the
least surprised, so that the mistress of the household herself was half
ashamed to confess how very much surprised _she_ had been. However, as
every body seemed delighted, for most people have a "sneaking kindness"
toward young lovers, she kept her own counsel; smiled blandly over her
old cook's half-pathetic congratulations to the young couple, who were
"like the young bears, with all their troubles before them," and laughed
at the sympathetic forebodings of the girls' faithful maid, a rather
elderly person, who was supposed to have been once "disappointed," and
who "hoped Mr. Dalziel was not too young to know his own mind." Still,
in spite of all, the family were very much delighted, and not a little
proud.
David walked in, master of the position now, directly after breakfast,
and took the sisters out for a walk, both of them, declaring he was as
much encumbered as if he were going to marry two young ladies at once,
but bearing his lot with great equanimity. His love-making indeed was so
extraordinarily open and undisguised that it did not much matter who was
by. And Helen was of that sweet negative nature that seemed made for the
express purpose of playing "gooseberry."
Directly they had departed, Mr. Roy came in.
He might have been a far less acute observer than he was not to detect at
once that "something had happened" in the little family. Miss Williams
kept him waiting several minutes, and when she did come in her manner
was nervous and agitated. They spoke about the weather and one or two
trivial things, but more than once Fortune felt him looking at her with
that keen, kindly observation which had been sometimes, during all these
weeks now running into months, of almost daily meeting, and of the
closest intimacy--a very difficult thing to bear.
He was exceedingly kind to her always; there was no question of that.
Without making any show of it, he seemed always to know where she was
and what she was doing. Nothing ever lessened his silent care of her.
If ever she wanted help, there he was to give it. And in all their
excursions she had a quiet conviction that whoever forgot her or her
comfort, he never would. But then it was his way. Some men have eyes
and ears for only one woman, and that merely while they happen to be in
love with her; whereas Robert Roy was courteous and considerate to every
woman, even as he was kind to every weak or helpless creature that
crossed his path.
Evidently he perceived that all was not right; and, though he said
nothing, there was a tenderness in his manner which went to her heart.
"You are not looking well to-day; should you not go out?" he said. "I
met all your young people walking off to the sands: they seemed
extraordinarily happy."
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