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do," said Rachel. "No one ever can judge of a manuscript. You have done all I wished you to do, and I value your sincerity. Of course I did not expect praise, since the more telling it is on the opposite side, the less you could like it. I saw you appreciated it." And Rachel departed, while Rose crept up to her aunt, asking, "Aunt Ermine, why do you look so very funny? It was very tiresome. Are not you glad it is over?" "I was thinking, Rose, what a difficult language plain English is sometimes." "What, Miss Rachel's? I couldn't understand one bit of her long story, except that she did not like weak tea." "It was my own that I meant," said Ermine. "But, Rose, always remember that a person who stands plain speaking from one like me has something very noble and generous in her. Were you here all the time, Rosie? I don't wonder you were tired." "No, Aunt Ermine, I went and told Violetta and Augustus a fairy tale out of my own head." "Indeed; and how did they like it?" "Violetta looked at me all the time, and Augustus gave three winks, so I think he liked it." "Appreciated it!" said Aunt Ermine.
CHAPTER IV
THE HERO.
"And which is Lucy's? Can it be That puny fop, armed cap-a-pie, Who loves in the saloon to show The arms that never knew a foe."--SCOTT.
"My lady's compliments, ma'am, and she would he much obliged if you would remain till she comes home," was Coombe's reception of Alison. "She is gone to Avoncester with Master Temple and Master Francis." "Gone to Avoncester!" exclaimed Rachel, who had walked from church to Myrtlewood with Alison. "Mamma is gone to meet the Major!" cried three of the lesser boys, rushing upon them in full cry; then Leoline, facing round, "Not the major, he is lieutenant-colonel now--Colonel Keith, hurrah!" "What--what do you mean? Speak rationally, Leoline, if you can." "My lady sent a note to the Homestead this morning," explained Coombe. "She heard this morning that Colonel Keith intended to arrive to-day, and took the young gentlemen with her to meet him." Rachel could hardly refrain from manifesting her displeasure, and bluntly asked what time Lady Temple was likely to be at home. "It depended," Coombe said, "upon the train; it was not certain whether Colonel Keith would come by the twelve or the two o'clock train." And Rachel was going to turn sharply round, and dash home with the tidings, when Alison arrested her with the question-- "And who is Colonel Keith?" Rachel was too much wrapped up in her own view to hear the trembling of the voice, and answered, "Colonel Keith! why, the Major! You have not been here so long without hearing of the Major?" "Yes, but I did not know. Who is he?" And a more observant person would have seen the governess's gasping effort to veil her eagerness under her wonted self-control. "Don't you know who the Major is?" shouted Leoline. "He is our military secretary." "That's the sum total of my knowledge," said Rachel, "I don't understand his influence, nor know where he was picked up." "Nor his regiment?" "He is not a regimental officer; he is on our staff," said Leoline, whose imagination could not attain to an earlier condition than "on our staff." "I shall go home, then," said Rachel, "and see if there is any explanation there." "I shall ask the Major not to let Aunt Rachel come here," observed Hubert, as she departed; it was well it was not before. "Leoline," anxiously asked Alison, "can you tell me the Major's name?" "Colonel Keith--Lieutenant-Colonel Keith," was all the answer. "I meant his Christian name, my dear." "Only little boys have Christian names!" they returned, and Alison was forced to do her best to tame herself and them to the duties of the long day of anticipation so joyous on their part, so full of confusion and bewildered anxiety on her own. She looked in vain, half stealthily, as often before, for a recent Army List or Peerage. Long ago she had lost the Honourable Colin A. Keith from among the officers of the -th Highlanders, and though in the last Peerage she
CHAPTER IV
THE HERO.
"And which is Lucy's? Can it be That puny fop, armed cap-a-pie, Who loves in the saloon to show The arms that never knew a foe."--SCOTT.
"My lady's compliments, ma'am, and she would he much obliged if you would remain till she comes home," was Coombe's reception of Alison. "She is gone to Avoncester with Master Temple and Master Francis." "Gone to Avoncester!" exclaimed Rachel, who had walked from church to Myrtlewood with Alison. "Mamma is gone to meet the Major!" cried three of the lesser boys, rushing upon them in full cry; then Leoline, facing round, "Not the major, he is lieutenant-colonel now--Colonel Keith, hurrah!" "What--what do you mean? Speak rationally, Leoline, if you can." "My lady sent a note to the Homestead this morning," explained Coombe. "She heard this morning that Colonel Keith intended to arrive to-day, and took the young gentlemen with her to meet him." Rachel could hardly refrain from manifesting her displeasure, and bluntly asked what time Lady Temple was likely to be at home. "It depended," Coombe said, "upon the train; it was not certain whether Colonel Keith would come by the twelve or the two o'clock train." And Rachel was going to turn sharply round, and dash home with the tidings, when Alison arrested her with the question-- "And who is Colonel Keith?" Rachel was too much wrapped up in her own view to hear the trembling of the voice, and answered, "Colonel Keith! why, the Major! You have not been here so long without hearing of the Major?" "Yes, but I did not know. Who is he?" And a more observant person would have seen the governess's gasping effort to veil her eagerness under her wonted self-control. "Don't you know who the Major is?" shouted Leoline. "He is our military secretary." "That's the sum total of my knowledge," said Rachel, "I don't understand his influence, nor know where he was picked up." "Nor his regiment?" "He is not a regimental officer; he is on our staff," said Leoline, whose imagination could not attain to an earlier condition than "on our staff." "I shall go home, then," said Rachel, "and see if there is any explanation there." "I shall ask the Major not to let Aunt Rachel come here," observed Hubert, as she departed; it was well it was not before. "Leoline," anxiously asked Alison, "can you tell me the Major's name?" "Colonel Keith--Lieutenant-Colonel Keith," was all the answer. "I meant his Christian name, my dear." "Only little boys have Christian names!" they returned, and Alison was forced to do her best to tame herself and them to the duties of the long day of anticipation so joyous on their part, so full of confusion and bewildered anxiety on her own. She looked in vain, half stealthily, as often before, for a recent Army List or Peerage. Long ago she had lost the Honourable Colin A. Keith from among the officers of the -th Highlanders, and though in the last Peerage she