Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"The children, you hear, say I'm their father," replied he, still gazing
in her face, to try if he could catch again the same symptom he had
observed before; and, to be sure, he did catch it, and, with it, another
symptom that astonished him more still; for Mrs Crabbin immediately
ejaculated--
"Why did you not tell me of this, Mr Crabbin? What nice, dear, sweet
creatures! I'm delighted to see them. Come to me, George; come to me,
Andrew; and, Maria, you are the prettiest little girl in the world."
"What an amiable wife I have got!" ejaculated he, as he saw her take the
little ones and fondle them as kindly as if they had been her own.
"When saw ye the others," said Mrs Reddie--"George, Amelia, and
Augustus? Are they weel aneugh?"
"Three more!" ejaculated Mrs Crabbin.
And Caleb again searched her face, to see if there was not some irony
lurking about the muscles; but the never a trace could he find but
satisfaction. He was puzzled as never man was puzzled since the days of
OEdipus.
"Have I been at all these pains," muttered he, "to conceal what yields
her pleasure rather than chagrin?"
"Now, Mr Crabbin," said his wife, as she still fondled the children,
"you must send to-morrow for the others, that I may see them; for I long
to show them that I shall be as kind to them as would have been their
own mother."
"The never such another woman is to be found in all Christendom!"
muttered Caleb.
"Jenny," cried Mrs Crabbin, "bring cups here, that the children may have
their tea."
And so the cups were brought; and the whole group, Mrs Reddie--whose
mouth had been closed up by the effect of the extraordinary
scene--included, sat down in the most perfect harmony.
On the very next day, a messenger was sent off for Master George Reddie
Crabbin, Miss Amelia Reddie Crabbin, and Master Augustus Reddie Crabbin;
and they were expected to arrive at the house of their father within
three days afterwards. Meanwhile, Mrs Crabbin displayed still the same
degree of kindness she had at first exhibited; and Caleb continued to
wonder more and more at conduct that seemed to set at defiance all the
matrimonial maxims he had got proved to him by the many women he had
solicited to become his wife. Nor can there be a doubt that he was
pleased--if, indeed, it might not be said that he was delighted; for it
cannot be denied that the weight of the secret he had carried about had
materially interfered with his connubial happiness; and even the light
of the honeymoon had been dashed with streaks of shade, thrown up from
the cavern where the dread fact had lain concealed.
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