The Clever Woman of the Family [62]
and confidence. I believe no one in the army received so many last charges as he has done, or executes them more fully." "And," said Ermine, feeling pleasure colour her cheek more deeply than was convenient, "you are relations." "So far away that only a Scotsman would acknowledge the cousinship." "But do not you call yourself Scotch?" said Ermine, who had for years thought it glorious to do so. "My great grandfather came from Gowan-brae," said Alick, "but our branch of the family has lived and died in the -th Highlanders for so many generations that we don't know what a home is out of it. Our birthplaces--yes, and our graves--are in all parts of the world." "Were you ever in Scotland?" "Never; and I dread nothing so much as being quartered there. Just imagine the trouble it would be to go over the pedigree of every Keith I met, and to dine with them all upon haggis and sheeps' head!" "There's no place I want to sea as much as Scotland," said Rachel. "Oh, yes! young ladies always do." "It is not for a young lady reason," said Rachel, bluntly. "I want to understand the principle of diffused education, as there practised. The only other places I should really care to see are the Grand Reformatory for the Destitute in Holland, and the Hospital for Cretins in Switzerland." "Scotch pedants, Dutch thieves, Swiss goitres--I will bear your tastes in mind," said Mr. Keith, rising to take leave. "Really," said Rachel, when he was gone, "if he had not that silly military tone of joking, there might be something tolerable about him if he got into good hands. He seems to have some good notions about his sister. She must be just out of the school-room, at the very turn of life, and I will try to get her into my training and show her a little of the real beauty and usefulness of the career she has before her. How late he has stayed! I am afraid there is no time for the manuscripts." And though Ermine was too honest to say she was sorry, Rachel did not miss the regret. Colonel Keith came the next day, and under his arm was a parcel, which was laid in little Rose's arms, and, when unrolled, proved to contain a magnificent wax doll, no doubt long the object of unrequited attachment to many a little Avoncestrian, a creature of beauteous and unmeaning face, limpid eyes, hair that could be brushed, and all her members waxen, as far as could be seen below the provisional habiliment of pink paper that enveloped her. Little Rose's complexion became crimson, and she did not utter a word, while her aunt, colouring almost as much, laughed and asked where were her thanks. "Oh!" with a long gasp, "it can't be for me!" "Do you think it is for your aunt?" said the Colonel. "Oh, thank you! But such a beautiful creature for me!" said Rose, with another gasp, quite oppressed. "Aunt Ermine, how shall I ever make her clothes nice enough?" "We will see about that, my dear. Now take her into the verandah and introduce her to Violetta." "Yes;" then pausing and looking into the fixed eyes, "Aunt Ermine, I never saw such a beauty, except that one the little girl left behind on the bench on the esplanade, when Aunt Ailie said I should he coveting if I went on wishing Violetta was like her." "I remember," said Ermine, "I have heard enough of that 'ne plus ultra' of doll! Indeed, Colin, you have given a great deal of pleasure, where the materials of pleasure are few. No one can guess the delight a doll is to a solitary imaginative child." "Thank you," he said, smiling. "I believe I shall enjoy it as much as Rose," added Ermine, "both for play and as a study. Please turn my chair a little this way, I want to see the introduction to Violetta. Here comes the beauty, in Rose's own cloak." Colonel Keith leant over the back of her chair and silently watched, but the scene was not quite what they expected. Violetta was sitting in her "slantingdicular" position on her chair placed on a bench, and her little mistress knelt down before her, took her in her arms, and began to hug her. "Violetta, darling, you