The Lilac Sunbonnet: A Love StoryCrockett, S. R. (Samuel Rutherford)
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The Lilac Sunbonnet: A Love Story
Crockett, S. R. (Samuel Rutherford)
Fiction; Love stories
There was an aged housekeeper at Greatorix Castle, who dwelt in
the next room to the Lady Elizabeth, and was supposed to act as
her maid. Mistress Humbie, however, was an exacting person; and
being an aged woman, and her infirmities bearing upon her, she
considered it more fitting that the Lady Elizabeth should wait
upon her. This, for the good of her soul, the Lady Elizabeth did.
Two maids and a boy, a demon boy, in buttons, who dwelt below-
stairs and gave his time to the killing of rats with ingenious
catapults and crossbows, completed the household--except Agnew
Greatorix.
The exception was a notable one. Save in the matter of fortune,
Nature had not dealt unhandsomely with Agnew Greatorix; yet just
because of this his chances of growing up into a strong and useful
man were few. He had been nurtured upon expectations from his
earliest youth. His uncle Agnew, the Lady Elizabeth's childless
brother, who for the sake of the favour of a strongly Protestant
aunt had left the mother church of the Greatorix family, had been
expected to do something for Agnew; but up to this present time he
had received only his name from him, in lieu of all the stately
heritages of Holywood in the Nith Valley hard by Lincluden, and
Stennesholm in Carrick.
So Agnew Greatorix had grown up in the midst of raw youths who
were not his peers in position. He companied with them till his
mother pointed out that it was not for a Greatorix to drink in the
Blue Bell and at the George with the sons of wealthy farmers and
bonnet lairds. By dint of scraping and saving which took a long
time, and influence which, costing nothing, took for a Greatorix
no time at all, the Lady Elizabeth obtained for her son a
commission in the county yeomanry. There he was thrown with
Maxwells of the Braes, Herons from the Shireside, and Gordons from
the northern straths--all young men of means and figure in the
county. Into the midst of these Agnew took his tightly knit
athletic figure, his small firmly set head and full-blooded dark
face--the only faults of which were that the eyes were too closely
set together and shuttered with lids that would not open more than
half way, and that he possessed the sensual mouth of a man who has
never willingly submitted to a restraint. Agnew Greatorix could
not compete with his companions, but he cut them out as a squire
of dames, and came home with a dangerous and fascinating
reputation, the best-hated man in the corps.
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