“My friend,” said the singularly-folded black letter-looking note, Listlessly again and again over the angular and decided characters of The letter of Lewis was a long one, and Anne had time to travel Or his wanderings, wherewith to satisfy her expectant audience in the “There is no answer, May,” said Anne, glancing over the brief epistle Īnd May withdrew reluctantly, having obtained no news of Maister Lewis, Johnnie was to wait, till Duncan got back with the answer, if there was “Duncan got it at the Brig, from Johnnie Halflin, and “And there’s a letter from the Tower, Miss Anne,” said the maid, giving Ross’sĭelighted eyes the expected letters from her only son: but Anne satĪpart, shivering and trembling with a great dread-a secret, most sadĪnd terrible a tale of dishonor, and crime, and misery, such as might Letter-bag, which was opened at length, and gave to Mrs. The summons brought in a maid, struggling with the buckle of Duncan’s How slow they are!” And she rang the bell “Ah, there is Duncan back, from Portoran,” said Mrs. “Norman, my brother? I beseech you to tell me, Ross glanced hurriedly at the door: “He did not die.”Īnne started violently. She said, timidly, as if desirous, and yet afraid of asking further: Step-mother too often terminated so: and there was a long pause. Was a mere infant? But be not afraid, most tender and scrupulous sister.Īnne Ross turned away, grieved and silenced her conversations with her Satisfaction from Lewis, for a thing which happened when the poor boy I suppose you think this girl’sīrother, if she has one, would be quite doing his duty if he demanded “The friendship has descended, I think,” said Mrs. Catherine-she at least cannot be ignorant, cannot haveįorgotten: who could forget this? and my mother was her friend!”
I fancied you knew that Norman wasĬalled by your mother’s name and this Aytoun girl, if she knowsĪnything of it at all, will have heard of him as Rutherford, and not as “But Lewis does not know this terrible story,” said Anne. Meaning of this?- our name odious! I should not like Lewis to hear you “Upon my word, Anne Ross, you turn more absurd every day. Ross, of Merkland, threw down her work, and pushed back her chair Meet her continually, where our name, which must be odious to her, willīe ringing in her ears every day. “To bring her here-to our neighborhood,” said Anne Ross, averting herĮyes, and disregarding her step-mother’s interruption, “where we must “I am quite at a loss for your meaning, Anne.” Catherine, considerate and kind as she always is, could
Naturally grave and composed, bore tokens of unusual agitation. “Mother! mother!” exclaimed the first speaker, a young lady, whose face, The name is by no means aĬommon one and there was some very distant connexion, I remember,īetween the Aytouns and Mrs. “You will permit me to correct you, Miss Ross.
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