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  hadledhimintoourkitchen,withanapologyateverystep,andgivenhimhotschnappsandwater,andacigarroofbraveTomFaggus:’younevercansaymuch,sir,inthewayofreasoninghowevergentlymeantandputbutwhatthesewomenwillflyout。Itiswisertoputawildbirdinacage,andexpecthimtositandlookatyou,andchirpwithoutafeatherrumpled,thanitistoexpectawomantoanswerreasonreasonably。’

  Sayingthis,helookedathispuffofsmokeasifitcontainedmorereason。

  ’IamsureIdonotknow,sir,’Iansweredaccordingtoaphrasewhichhasalwaysbeenmyfavourite,onaccountofitsgeneraltruth:moreover,hewasnowourguest,andhadrighttobetreatedaccordingly:’Iam,asyousee,notacquaintedwiththewaysofwomen,exceptmymotherandsisters。’

  ’Exceptnoteventhem,myson,saidtheCounsellor,nowhavingfinishedhisglass,withoutmuchconsultationaboutit;’ifyouonceunderstandyourmotherandsisters——whyyouunderstandthelotofthem。’

  Hemadeatwistinhiscloudofsmoke,anddashedhisfingerthroughit,sothatIcouldnotfollowhismeaning,andinmannerslikednottopresshim。

  ’Nowofthisbusiness,John,’hesaid,aftergettingtothebottomofthesecondglass,andhavingatrifleorsotoeat,andpraisingourchimney-corner;’takingyouonthewhole,youknow,youarewonderfullygoodpeople;andinsteadofgivingmeuptothesoldiers,asyoumighthavedone,youaredoingyourbesttomakemedrunk。’

  ’Notatall,sir,’Ianswered;’notatall,yourworship。Letmemixyouanotherglass。Werarelyhaveagreatgentlemanbythesideofourembersandoven。

  Ionlybegyourpardon,sir,thatmysisterAnniewhoknowswheretofindallthegoodpansandthelard

  couldnotwaituponyouthisevening;andIfeartheyhavedoneitwithdrippinginstead,andinapanwiththebottomburned。ButoldBettyquitelosesherheadsometimes,bydintofover-scolding。’

  ’Myson,’repliedtheCounsellor,standingacrossthefrontofthefire,toprovehisstrictsobriety:’I

  meanttocomedownuponyouto-night;butyouhaveturnedthetablesuponme。Notthroughanyskillonyourpart,northroughanypaltryweaknessastoloveandallthatstuff,whichboysandgirlsspintopsat,orknockdolls’nosestogether,butthroughyoursimplewayoftakingme,asamantobebelieved;

  combinedwiththecomfortofthisplace,andthechoicetobaccoandcordials。Ihavenotenjoyedaneveningsomuch,GodblessmeifIknowwhen!’

  ’Yourworship,’saidI,’makesmemoreproudthanI

  wellknowwhattodowith。Ofallthethingsthatpleaseandleadusintohappysleepatnight,thefirstandchiefestistothinkthatwehavepleasedavisitor。’

  ’Then,John,thouhastdeservedgoodsleep;forIamnotpleasedeasily。Butalthoughourfamilyisnotsohighnowasithathbeen,Ihaveenoughofthegentlemanlefttobepleasedwhengoodpeopletryme。

  Myfather,SirEnsor,wasbetterthanIinthisgreatelementofbirth,andmysonCarverisfarworse。

  Aetasparentum,whatisit,myboy?Ihearthatyouhavebeenatagrammar-school。’

  ’SoIhave,yourworship,andataverygoodone;butI

  onlygotfarenoughtomakemoretailthanheadofLatin。’

  ’Letthatpass,’saidtheCounsellor;’John,thouartallthewiser。’Andtheoldmanshookhishoarylocks,asifLatinhadbeenhisruin。Ilookedathimsadly,andwonderedwhetheritmighthavesoruinedme,butforGod’smercyinstoppingit。

  ThatnightthereverendCounsellor,notbeinginsuchstateofmindasoughttogoalone,kindlytookourbestoldbedstead,carvedinpanels,wellenough,withthewomanofSamaria。Isethimup,bothstraightandheavy,sothatheneedbutclosebotheyes,andkeephismouthjustopen;andinthemorninghewasthankfulforallthathecouldremember。

  I,formypart,scarcelyknewwhetherhereallyhadbeguntofeelgoodwilltowardsus,andtoseethatnothingelsecouldbeofanyusetohim;orwhetherhewasmerelyacting,soastodeceiveus。Andithadstruckme,severaltimes,thathehadmadeagreatdealmoreofthespirithehadtakenthanthequantitywouldwarrant,withamansowiseandsolid。NeitherdidI

  quiteunderstandalittlestorywhichLornatoldme,howthatinthenightawaking,shehadheard,orseemedtohear,asoundoffeelinginherroom;asiftherehadbeensomeonegropingcarefullyamongthethingswithinherdrawersorwardrobe-closet。Butthenoisehadceasedatonce,shesaid,whenshesatupinbedandlistened;andknowinghowmanymicewehad,shetookcourageandfellasleepagain。

  Afterbreakfast,theCounsellorwholookednowhittheworseforschnapps,butevenmoregraveandvenerable

  followedourAnnieintothedairy,toseehowwemanagedtheclottedcream,ofwhichhehadeatenabasinful。Andthereupontheytalkedalittle;andAnniethoughthimafineoldgentleman,andaveryjustone;forhehadnoblycondemnedthepeoplewhospokeagainstTomFaggus。

  ’Yourhonourmustplainlyunderstand,’saidAnnie,beingnowalonewithhim,andspreadingoutherlightquickhandsoverthepans,likebutterflies,’thattheyarebroughtinheretocool,afterbeingsetinthebasin-holes,withthewood-ashunderthem,whichI

  showedyouintheback-kitchen。Andtheymusthaveverylittleheat,notenoughtosimmereven;onlyjusttomakethebubblesrise,andthescumuponthetopsetthick;andafterthat,itclotsasfirm——oh,asfirmasmytwohandsbe。’

  ’Haveyoueverheard,’askedtheCounsellor,whoenjoyedthistalkwithAnnie,’thatifyoupassacrossthetop,withoutbreakingthesurface,astringofbeads,orpolishedglass,oranythingofthatkind,thecreamwillsetthreetimesassolid,andinthricethequantity?’

  ’No,sir;Ihaveneverheardthat,’saidAnnie,staringwithallhersimpleeyes;’whatathingitistoreadbooks,andgrowlearned!Butitisveryeasytotryit:

  Iwillgetmycoralnecklace;itwillnotbewitchcraft,willit,sir?’

  ’Certainlynot,’theoldmanreplied;’Iwillmaketheexperimentmyself;andyoumaytrustmenottobehurt,mydear。Butcoralwillnotdo,mychild,neitherwillanythingcoloured。Thebeadsmustbeofplaincommonglass;butthebrightertheyarethebetter。’

  ’ThenIknowtheverything,’criedAnnie;’asbrightasbrightcanbe,andwithoutanycolourinit,exceptinthesunorcandlelight。DearestLornahastheverything,anecklaceofsomeoldglass-beads,orIthinktheycalledthemjewels:shewillbetoogladtolendittous。Iwillgoforit,inamoment。’

  ’Mydear,itcannotbehalfsobrightasyourownprettyeyes。Butrememberonething,Annie,youmustnotsaywhatitisfor;oreventhatIamgoingtouseit,oranythingatallaboutit;elsethecharmwillbebroken。Bringithere,withoutaword;ifyouknowwhereshekeepsit。’

  ’TobesureIdo,’sheanswered;’Johnusedtokeepitforher。Butshetookitawayfromhimlastweek,andsheworeitwhen——Imeanwhensomebodywashere;andhesaiditwasveryvaluable,andspokewithgreatlearningaboutit,andcalleditbysomeparticularname,whichIforgetatthismoment。Butvaluableornot,wecannothurtit,canwe,sir,bypassingitoverthecream-pan?’

  ’Hurtit!’criedtheCounsellor:’nay,weshalldoitgood,mydear。Itwillhelptoraisethecream:andyoumaytakemywordforit,youngmaiden,nonecandogoodinthisworld,withoutinturnreceivingit。’

  Pronouncingthisgreatsentiment,helookedsograndandbenevolent,thatAnnieasshesaidafterwards

  couldscarceforbearfromkissinghim,yetfearedtotaketheliberty。Therefore,sheonlyranawaytofetchmyLorna’snecklace。

  Nowasluckwouldhaveit——whethergoodluckorotherwise,youmustnotjudgetoohastily,——mydarlinghadtakenitintoherhead,onlyadayortwobefore,thatIwasfartoovaluabletobetrustedwithhernecklace。Nowthatshehadsomeideaofitspriceandquality,shehadbeguntofearthatsomeone,perhapsevenSquireFaggusinwhomherfaithwasilliberal,mightformdesignsagainstmyhealth,towinthebaublefromme。So,withmanyprettycoaxings,shehadledmetogiveitup;which,exceptforherownsake,Iwasgladenoughtodo,mislikingachargeofsuchimportance。

  ThereforeAnniefounditsparklinginthelittlesecrethole,neartheheadofLorna’sbed,whichsheherselfhadrecommendedforitssafercustody;andwithoutawordtoanyoneshebroughtitdown,anddanceditintheairbeforetheCounsellor,forhimtoadmireitslustre。

  ’Oh,thatoldthing!’saidthegentleman,inatoneofsomecontempt;’Irememberthatoldthingwellenough。

  However,forwantofabetter,nodoubtitwillanswerourpurpose。Threetimesthree,Ipassitover。

  Crinkleum,crankum,grassandclover!Whatareyoufearedof,yousillychild?’

  ’Goodsir,itisperfectwitchcraft!Iamsureofthat,becauseitrhymes。Oh,whatwouldmothersaytome?

  ShallIevergotoheavenagain?Oh,Iseethecreamalready!’

  ’Tobesureyoudo;butyoumustnotlook,orthewholecharmwillbebroken,andthedevilwillflyawaywiththepan,anddrowneverycowyouhavegotinit。’

  ’Oh,sir,itistoohorrible。Howcouldyouleadmetosuchasin?Awaywiththee,witchofEndor!’

  Forthedoorbegantocreak,andabroomappearedsuddenlyintheopening,withourBetty,nodoubt,behindit。ButAnnie,inthegreatestterror,slammedthedoor,andboltedit,andthenturnedagaintotheCounsellor;yetlookingathisface,hadnotthecouragetoreproachhim。Forhiseyesrolledliketwoblazingbarrels,andhiswhiteshaggedbrowswereknitacrossthem,andhisforeheadscowledinblackfurrows,sothatAnniesaidthatifsheeversawthedevil,shesawhimthen,andnomistake。Whethertheoldmanwishedtoscareher,orwhetherhewastryingnottolaugh,ismorethanIcantellyou。

  ’Now,’hesaid,inadeepsternwhisper;’notawordofthistoalivingsoul;neithermustyou,noranyotherenterthisplaceforthreehoursatleast。Bythattimethecharmwillhavedoneitswork:thepanwillbecreamtothebottom;andyouwillblessmeforasecretwhichwillmakeyourfortune。Putthebaubleunderthispannikin;whichnonemustliftforadayandanight。Havenofear,mysimplewench;notabreathofharmshallcometoyou,ifyouobeymyorders’

  ’Oh,thatIwill,sir,thatIwill:ifyouwillonlytellmewhattodo。’

  ’Gotoyourroom,withoutsomuchasasinglewordtoanyone。Boltyourselfin,andforthreehoursnow,readtheLord’sPrayerbackwards。’

  PoorAnniewasonlytoogladtoescape,upontheseconditions;andtheCounsellorkissedherupontheforeheadandtoldhernottomakehereyesred,becausetheyweremuchtoosweetandpretty。Shedroppedthematthis,withasobandacurtsey,andranawaytoherbedroom;butasforreadingtheLord’sPrayerbackwards,thatwasmuchbeyondher;andshehadnotdonethreewordsquiteright,beforethethreehoursexpired。

  MeanwhiletheCounsellorwasgone。Hebadeourmotheradieu,withsomuchdignityofbearing,andsuchwarmthofgratitude,andthehigh-bredcourtesyoftheoldschoolnowfastdisappearing,thatwhenhewasgone,dearmotherfellbackonthechairwhichhehadusedlastnight,asifitwouldteachherthegraces。Andformorethananhourshemadebelievenottoknowwhattherewasfordinner。

  ’Oh,thewickednessoftheworld!Oh,theliesthataretoldofpeople——orratherImeanthefalsehoods——becauseamanisbetterborn,andhasbettermanners!Why,Lorna,howisitthatyouneverspeakaboutyourcharminguncle?Didyounotice,Lizzie,howhissilverhairwaswavinguponhisvelvetcollar,andhowwhitehishandswere,andeverynaillikeanacorn;onlypinklikeshell-fish,oratleastlikeshells?Andthewayhebowed,anddroppedhiseyes,fromhispurerespectforme!Andthen,thathewouldnotevenspeak,onaccountofhisemotion;butpressedmyhandinsilence!Oh,Lizzie,youhavereadmebeautifulthingsaboutSirGallyhead,andtherest;

  butnothingtoequalSirCounsellor。’

  ’Youhadbettermarryhim,madam,’saidI,cominginverysternly;thoughIknewIoughtnottosayit:’hecanrepayyouradoration。Hehasstolenahundredthousandpounds。’

  ’John,’criedmymother,’youaremad!’Andyetsheturnedaspaleasdeath;forwomenaresoquickatturning;andsheinkledwhatitwas。

  ’OfcourseIam,mother;madaboutthemarvelsofSirGalahad。HehasgoneoffwithmyLorna’snecklace。

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