White Heather: A Novel (Volume 2 of 3)Black, William
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White Heather: A Novel (Volume 2 of 3)
Black, William
Scotland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
’Oh, I don’t know what to do—I don’t know what to do, if you are not
going to Glasgow, Meenie!’ she broke in. ’I wonder if it was that that
Ronald meant. He asked me whether I would like to stay here or go with
him, for Mrs. Murray has offered to take me in, and I would have to help
at keeping the books, and that is very kind of them, I am sure, for I
did not think I could be of any use to anybody. And you are to be here
in Inver-Mudal—and Ronald away in Glasgow——’
Well, it was a bewildering thing. These were the two people she cared
for most of all in the world; and virtually she was called upon to
choose between them. And if she had a greater loyalty and reverence
towards her brother, still, Meenie was her sole girl-friend, and
monitress, and counsellor. What would her tasks be without Meenie’s
approval; how could she get on with her knitting and sewing without
Meenie’s aid; what would the days be like without the witchery of
Meenie’s companionship—even if that were limited to a passing word or a
smile? Ronald had not sought to influence her choice; indeed, the
alternative had scarcely been considered, for she believed that Meenie
was going to Glasgow also; and with her hero brother and her beautiful
girl-friend both there, what more could she wish for in the world? But
now—-?
Well, Meenie, in her wise and kind way, strove to calm the anxiety of
the girl; and her advice was altogether in favour of Maggie’s going to
Glasgow with her brother Ronald, if that were equally convenient to him,
and of no greater expense than her remaining in Inver-Mudal with Mrs.
Murray.
’For you know he wants somebody to look after him,’ Meenie continued,
with her eyes rather averted, ’and if it does not matter so much here
about his carelessness of being wet and cold, because he has plenty of
health and exercise, it will be very different in Glasgow, where there
should be some one to bid him be more careful.’
’But he pays no heed to me,’ the little sister sighed, ’unless I can
tell him you have been saying so-and-so—then he listens. He is very
strange. He has never once worn the blue jersey that I knitted for him.
He asked me a lot of questions about how it was begun; and I told him as
little as I could about the help you had given me,’ she continued
evasively, ’and when the snow came on, I thought he would wear it; but
no—he put it away in the drawer with his best clothes, and it’s lying
there all neatly folded up—and what is the use of that? If you were
going to Glasgow, Meenie, it would be quite different. It will be very
lonely there.’
’Lonely!’ the other exclaimed; ’with your brother Ronald, and your other
brother’s family, and all their friends. And then you will be able to go
to school and have more regular teaching—Ronald spoke once or twice to
me about that.’
’Yes, indeed,’ the little Maggie said; but the prospect did not cheer
her much; and for some minutes they both sate silent, she staring into
the fire. And then she said bitterly—
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