The Railway Man and His ChildrenOliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Railway Man and His Children
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Children of the rich -- Fiction; Families -- Fiction; Forgery -- Fiction; Scotland -- Fiction; Social classes -- Fiction
“‘Deed it was,” said Mrs. Brown, “and Bell will bring the tea ben in a
minute or two, as soon as it has had time to mask. I never let it stand
long after I have maskit the tea. And how are ye getting on Archie, my
bonnie lad, at Rosmore? Are ye getting more familiar! are ye liking it
better? And Mey? Ye are such poor letter writers, I must take my chance
of hearing all I can when you’re at hand. Four months, Archie, and
neither the one nor the ither of you has been near. That’s no what you
ought to have done. You that were just like bairns of my ain.”
“It is not my fault, aunty. We have not been in Glasgow since we left.
There has been always something to do. Either my father has wanted me,
or May has been busy, or something has been in the way. We have had
people visiting in the house.” Archie looked instinctively at Eddy to
help him out.
“We have been there for a long time,” said Eddy. “People very hard to
keep amused, always making claims upon them. Of course we had not the
pleasure of knowing you, dear Mrs. Brown; and we have been the greatest
bother----”
“Oh, dinna say so,” cried Aunt Jane; “sure am I they were very glad of
the bother, and real pleased to have ye there. And so am I delighted
that Archie should have such a friend as you. No, I’m not so
unreasonable. I was giving a bit jeer at them to see what they would say
for themselves, and what excuse they would give. But I was wanting no
excuse. I’m just overjoyed that they have such friends. And if they
werena coming about me every day, well I kent the reason. I would rather
see them doing their duty in their father’s house, and taking their
proper place, than fiddling and fyking about me.”
“We’ve been neglectful, Aunt Jane,” said Archie, “but we’ll do better
after this.” The sense that he had been good to one, in one direction,
made his heart all the softer in every way. “It’s all been so new, and
there is so much to learn; but it will never happen again.”
“Na, na, ye must not take me in earnest like that,” said Jane. “I gie a
girn, but--I’ve no evil meaning. And here’s the tea. Just draw in your
chair and come near the table, Mr. ----, but I didn’t rightly catch your
name.”
“Most people call me Eddy,” said the young man with a laugh.
“And a very good name too. You’ll be from the south? though I have kent
many Adies in our ain country. But ye have a grand way of speaking, and
I hope Archie ye’ll take an example. I’m no fond of knapping English,
but it’s a’ the fashion, and mair does it than has ony right.”
“I will just speak as I was born to speak,” said Archie, with a taste of
his native obstinacy.
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