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It seemed that Katie was slightly There's nae use fechting noo; for inclined to dispute this proposition, your face maun be washed, and ye for she twisted up the hem of her maun gang in to Lady Betty's drawlittle blue linen apron, and held down ing-room and see your mother.” her head and pouted—but she made It was by no means an easy no articulate reply.
achievement, this washing of Katie's " Where's little Katie ? " cried face; and the mild Lady Anne looked Lady Anne, entering the room with on in awe and wonder as her wilful a haste and eagerness which gave playfellow struggled in those great some colour to her small pale face. hands of Bauby's, to which she was “Katie, your mother's ben in the wont to resign herself as into the drawing-room, and she says you're to hands of a giant — for Bauby was stay."
nearly six feet high, and proportionBut Katie still pouted, and still ably thick and strong, with immense made a roll of the hem of her apron. red hands, and an arm nearly as
"You're no ill-pleased to stay with thick as Katie's waist. At last, with me, Katie ?” whispered Lady Anne, this great arm passed round Katie's stealing her arm round her little neck, securing the pretty head with playmate's neck.
unceremonious tightness, the good" But I'll never see my mother," humoured Glumdalca overpowered said Katie, gradually bursting into a her struggling charge, and the feat little petulant fit of tears—"nor Bell, was accomplished. nor the burn. I dinna want to stay Glowing from the fresh clear water, at the Castle. I want to gang and with those soft rivgs of hair a hame."
little disordered on her white temples, “O, Katie, will ye no stay with this little face of Katie's contrasted me?” cried poor little Lady Anne, very strangely with Lady Anne's, as tightening her grasp, and joining in they went together through the great the tears.
stately gallery to Lady Betty's drawBut Katie, stoutly rebellious, strug- ing-room. Lady Anne had the adgled out of the grasp of her affec- vantage of height, and promised to be tionate friend, and again demanded tall; while Katie's little figure, plump to go home.
and round as it already was, gave no “Hame, indeed! My certy, ye indication of ever even reaching the wad get plenty of bame if I had the middle stature ;—but the small dark guiding of ye,” said Bauby Rodger. head of the Earl's daughter, with its
Gang hame!-just let her, Lady thoughtful serious expression, looked Anne-to work stockings, and learn only like the shadow beside the sunthe Single Carritch, and sleep three shine, in presence of the infant beauty in a bed. She was to bave gotten whose hand she held. Neither of the wee closet wi' the grand wee bed, them were tastefully dressed – the and red curtains, and to have learned science was unknown then, so far as to dance and play the spinnet, and regarded children ; but the quaint behave hersel, and see the first folk little old-woman garments pleased no in the land. But let her gang hame. less than amused you, when you saw I wadna stop her. She'll never be a the bright child's face of Katie, while lady ; she'll learn to milk the cow, they only added to the gravity and and gather the tatties, and marry à paleness of the quiet Lady Anne. weaver out of Arncreoch !"
This long, gaunt, dreary galleryKatie had been gradually drying how the little footsteps echo through her tears. “I'll no marry a weaver," it! There is a door standing ajar. exclaimed the child indignantly, with Who has dared to open the door of an angry flush on her face.
the great drawing-room ?—but as it is milk cows and work stockings. I will open, quick, little Katie, look in. be a lady; and I dinna like ye, Only once before has Katie had a Bauby Rodger!"
glimpse of this magnificent apart“Weel, my woman, I'm no heed- ment. It looks very cold — sadly ing,” said Bauby with a laugh ; " but dreary and deathlike, especially as though ye dinna like me, ye canna you know that that little black speck hinder me doing what my lady bids. just appearing at the corner window is the point of the mournful escut- and she wears a ring or two of some cheon put up there, not a very long value. Her head is like a tower time ago, when Lady Kellie died; with its waves of dark hair combed and somehow the room looks, with up from the brow, and her stature its dismal breathless atmosphere, as scarcely needs that addition, for all if solemn assemblies took place in it the Erskines are tall. Little Katie is every night. Look at those couches, really awed now, and feels that there with their corners inclined towards is something grand in sheltering under each other, as if even now spectral the shadow of Lady Betty's wing. visitants bent over to whisper in Mrs Stewart stands before Lady each other's ears; and here, beside Betty engaged in earnest conversathis great, stiff, high-backed chair, is tion with her. Not because Mrs a little low one, with embroidered Stewart is humble, and chooses this covers, looking as if some fair antique attitude as the most suitable, but belady, in rustling silk and lace, had cause Mrs Stewart is earnest, and drawn it close to a stately matron's being in the habit of using the instruside, and was talking low and ear- ment of gesture a good deal, has nestly, craving or receiving counsel. risen to make it more forcible. One Here some one, with heavy chair of her hands is lifted up, and she drawn apart, has been looking at that holds out the other, on which now portrait. Has been looking !- one and then she taps with her substanfeels with an involuntary thrill, that, tial fingers to emphasise her words. leaning back on these velvet cushions, “You see, my lady, we have nae some presence to whom the fair occasion to be indebted to .onybody Erskine, whose pictured face he con- for the upbringing of our bairns. My templates upon the wall, was dear in man, I am thankful to say, is a dethe old times, may be looking now, cent man, and a well-doing, and, if though we see him not; and the fair we're spared, we'll have something to Erskine perchance leans on his shoul. leave to them that come after us; but der too, and smiles to see her por. I dinna dispute the advantage of trait. Close the door reverently, being brought up at the Castle. The children, and leave it to the dead. Castle's ae thing, the mill's anither;
In now through this matted pas- but I must have my conditions, or sage to a room of much smaller Katie Stewart must come hame." dimensions, with windows looking “Well, Mrs Stewart, let me hear over a fair green country to the far your conditions," said Lady Betty, away sea; and this is a living room, graciously. “I have no doubt they cheerful to see after the awe of the are very sensible ; let me hear great drawing-room. At the side of them." the great hearth, in which a bright “She mustna be learned to lightlie fire is burning, Lady Betty sits in a her ain friends—they're a creditable large arm-chair. She is not much kindred, no to be thought shame of. above twenty, but seems to think it She's no to think hersel better than necessary that she should look very Isabell and Janet, her ain sisters. grave and composed in her capa. She's to come to the mill aye city of head of the house--feminine when she can win, to keep her from head of the house, for Lord Kellie pride she has nae right to. I'll not still lives and rules his household. suffer the natural band to be broken, Lady Betty's dress is of dark silk, my lady; though she is to be brought not the newest, and over it she wears up with Lady Anne, she's still just a handkerchief of delicate white mus- little Katie Stewart of Kellie Mill. lin, with a narrow embroidered bor. That's my most special condition.” der. A white muslin apron, with “Very right; no one could possibly corresponding embroideries, covers object to it,” said Lady Betty. the front of her dress, which has deep "And she's to get to the kirk. falling ruffles of lace at the elbows, Your ladyship's maid could leave her and a stiff stomacher which you at Arncreoch, and we'll meet her scarcely can see under those folds of there on the road to Carnbee kirk, muslin. Over her arms are drawn Lady Betty. She's at no hand to long black silk gloves without fingers, gang down to Pittenweem to the English chapel. I couldna suffer grand and awful, to offer, with her that."
own hand, a very little glass of “I will not ask you, Mrs Stewart,” wine. said Lady Betty, gently.
In a corner near one of the win“And she's to get nae questions dows, at an elaborately.carved escribut the right question book. It's toire, sat another young lady, so very easy bending the minds of bairns, silent that it was some time before and I canna have her turned to the you became aware of her presence. English way, my lady. I couldna do Materials for some of the fancy with that; but, granting a' thae con- works of the time lay on a little table ditions, and as lang as she's happy beside her, but at present Lady and keeps in her health, and behaves Janet was writing, painfully copying hersel, I've nae objection to her some measured paragraphs out of staying at the Castle.
one manuscript - book into another. "Eh, Mrs Stewart, I'm glad!" Lady Betty, the young head and exclaimed Lady Anne.
ruler of the house, was super-careful " But ye dinna say a word your- in “ doing her duty” to her sisters; sel, you monkey," said the mother. so Janet, now too old for writing drawing Katie forward. “ Are you copies, conscientiously spent an hour no proud of being asked to stay wi' every day, under Lady Betty's own Lady Anne at the Castle?”
superintendence, in copying medicinal Katie made a long pause though recipes to improve her hand. the anxious questioning eyes of Anne One end of the room was filled were upon her, and her mother's im- with a great book-case of carved perative fingers were beginning to oak. On the other side stood a spintighten on her shoulder; for Katie net with fragile legs and ornaments was wilful, and would neither be of ivory. The middle of the apartcoaxed nor coerced. At last her ment was carpeted, but round the mingled feelings gained utterance sides you still saw the beautifully slowly.
clear waxed floor, in which the light “I would like to be a lady,” said glimmered and unwary walkers slid. Katie, stoutly resisting her mother's Great window-seats, with heavy soft endeavour to pull her a step forward; cushions covered with dark velvet, " but I like Bell, and I like the burn- lined the three windows at the other side—and you, mother.”
end, and an elaborate embroidered Well for Katie that she added the screen stood in the corner beside last clause-it touched her mother's Lady Janet's escritoire. The walls heart, and interrupted the anathema were wainscoted, polished and glimwhich she was about to launch at the mering like the door, and some nnoffending burn.
family portraits darkened rather than “Bell will be better without ye- enlivened the sombre colouring of the ye did nothing but keep her idle; and room. But still it was a very grand the burnside winna rin away — ye room, and little Katie Stewart tremcan come and see it and me, Katie. bled, even when bidden, to draw that We'll miss ye at hame, for a' the tremendous lumbering velvet footlittle mischief ye are."
stool, which looked like a familyThere was a slight quaver in Mrs coach, to the fireside, and to sit down Stewart's voice; but now Lady Betty on it, with her pretty head almost rose, with that magnificent rustling touching Lady Betty's knee. sound which to Katie seemed so
In the west room, which opens off and the window is high up in the this long dim gallery, Lady Anne wall, and gives a singular prison-like Erskine sits busied with some em- aspect to the room. The light slants broidery. This apartment, too, is full on the dark head of Lady Anne, wainscoted, and has a slippery as she bends it very slightly over the waxed floor, only partially carpeted, embroidery frame, which has been raised so high that she may have light But now hold up higher still, that enough to work without much stoop- it may catch the receding, faintering. Quite in shadow lies this space shining light, this precious quarto, under the window; but, near the little Katie. Not very many books middle of the room, the sunshine, are to be had in Kellie Castle which streaming in from the western sky, the young ladies much appreciatemakes a strong daguerreotype of the all the dearer is this Gentle Shepherd; heavy massive frame and little panes and Lady Anne's embroidery goes on of the casement. In this shady place cheerfully as the sweet little voice at stands Katie Stewart, holding a book her side, with a considerable frahigh up in both her bands to reach grance of Fife in its accent, reads the light. She is fourteen now, and aloud to her the kindly old-fashioned as tall as she will ever be, which is obsolete book. It was not oldnot saying much; but those blue fashioned then; for Lady Betty's sunny eyes, earnestly lifted to the own portrait, newly painted, repreelevated book, are as exuberant in sents her in the guise of a sheplight and mirth as ever, and are, in- herdess, and little Katie sings songs deed, such overflowing dancing eyes about crooks and reeds, and Amintas as one seldom sees in any other than and Chloes who “tend a few sheep,” an Irish face. Her hair has grown a and the sentiment of the time sees little longer, and is no more permitted poetry only in Arcadia. So the two to stray about her white brow in girls read their Allan Ramsay, and golden rings, but is shed behind her fancy there never was a story like ears, and put in ignoble thraldom. the Gentle Shepherd. And, with all its infant beauty undi- Now it darkens, and higher and minished, the face has not lost the higher little Katie holds her book ; petulant wilful expression of its ear- but that daguerreotype on the floor lier childhood - the lips pout some of the bright window-panes, and times still, the soft forehead con- strong marked bars of their frame, tracts--but tall, awkward, good Lady fades and grows faint ;-and now Anne looks down from her high seat Lady Anne not unwillingly draws upon little Katie, and watches the her needle for the last time through pretty changeful features with the the canvass, and little Katie elevates quick observation of love.
herself on tiptoe, and contracts her The dress of both is considerably sunny brows with earnest gazing on improved, for Katie now wears a fine the great dim page. Softly steps the woollen stuff called crape, and Lady Lady Anne from her high seatAnne's gown is silk. With a point softly, lest she should interrupt the before and a point behind, the dresses reader, stirs the slumbering fire, till fit closely round the waist, and the half-a-dozen dancing flames leap up sleeves are short, and terminate at the and fill the room with ruddy, waverelbow with a cuff of fine snow-white ing light. So linger no longer to linen. Lean and unhandsome are the catch that dubious ray from the winarms of the quick-growing tall Ladydow, little Katie, but, with one light Anne ; but Katie's are as round and bound, throw yourself by the side of white as Anne's are angular, and look this bright hearth, and slant your all the better for want of the long black great Allan Ramsay in the close emlace gloves which her friend wears. brace of your soft arms; while the
It is a very elaborate piece of em- good Lady Anne draws a low chair broidery this, over which Lady Anne to the other side of the fire, and, bends, and has been the burden and clasping her hands in her lap, peaceoppression of four or five years bygone, fully listens, and looks at the reader for Lady Betty, who has had her full and the book. share in spoiling Katie Stewart, You need no curtain for that high rigidly “does her duty" to her own window—and now the strong bars of young sister; and Anne has been the casement mark themselves out forced to do her duty, and her em- against the clear frosty blue of the broidery too, many a fair hour, while March sky, and stars begin to shine in Katie did little more than idle by her the panes. A strange aspect the side.
room has with those dark glimmering walls, and this uncurtained window. Again the sunny brows contracted Deep gloomy corners shadow it all the little obstinate hand held fast round, into which the fire sends fitful by the book and then Katie sudgleams, invading the darkness; and denly sprang to her feet. “I'll do the centre of the room, between what you want me, Lady Anne-I'll the hearth and the opposite wall, is aye do what you want me-for you ruddy and bright. Lady Anne, with never refuse me." her thin long arms crossed on her The lamp was lighted by this time, knee, sits almost motionless, reclining and fully revealed Katie's flushed on ber high-backed chair, and looking face to the scrutiny of Bauby Rodger. at Katie; while Katie, with one “Oh, Miss Katie, the like o' that!" hand held up to shield her flushed exclaimed the careful guardian; “such face, embraces Allan Ramsay closely a face wi' sitting on the fire! And with the other, and reads. Neither what would Lady Betty say to me, of them, were they not absorbed in think ye, if she saw it, for letting ye this wonderful book, would like to sit get sae muckle o' your ain way ? ” in the dark room alone with those Katie made no answer ; she only mysterious shadowy corners, and that pulled, half in mirth, half in anger, a glimmering door slightly swaying to lock of very red hair wbichhad and fro with the draught from the escaped from under Bauby's close windy gallery. But they are not here, cap, and then, ing Lady Anne's these two girls; they are out among hand, hurried her away at quite an the summer glens and fields, beside undignified pace, singing as she went, the fragrant burnside with Peggie, or “To daunton me, to daunton me,” on the hill with the Gentle Shepherd. in defiance.
Bat there is a heavy foot in the " Ane canna be angry at that passage, pacing along towards the bairn,” said Bauby to herself, as she west room, and immediately the bundled up the stray tress unceremoglimmering door is thrown open, and niously under her cap;" she has mair with a resounding step enters Bauby spunk in her little finger than Lady Rodger.
Anne has in a' her buik, and she's a “Save us! are ye a' in the dark, mischievous ill-deedy thing; but yet my lady?” exclaimed Bauby;“never a body canna but like the little ane. dune yet wi' that weary book; but Pity them that have the guiding op I'll tell ye something to rouse ye, her when she comes to years, for Lady Anne. I've laid out Lady discreet years she'll never see." Betty's wedding gown in the state Whereupon Bauby, to console hercha'mer, and it's the grandest-looking self, caught up the distant music thing ever ye saw. Lady Betty her- which she heard passing through the sel is in the drawing-room wi' my long gallery ; and being a desperate lord. If ye want to see't afore it's
Jacobite, and traitor to the estaon, ye maun gang now."
blished government, sang with energy Lady Anne was docile, and rose at the concluding verseonce. " Come, Katie,” she said, holding out her hand as Bauby pro
“ To see King James at Edinburgh cross ceeded to light the lamp.
Wi' fifty thousand foot and horse,
And the usurper forced to flee, But Katie contracted her brows,
Oh that is what maist would wanton me! and clung to her book. “I want to see about Peggie. Never mind Lady In the chamber of state a lamp Betty's gown; we'll see it the morn, was burning, which revealed Lady Lady Anne."
Betty's wedding gown, radiant in its "Do what you're bidden, Miss rich stiff folds, spread at full length Katie," advised Bauby Rodger in an upon the bed for the inspection of the imperative tone.
But at the foot of the ti What I'm bidden! I'm no Lady bed, leaning upon the heavy massy Anne's maid like you," retorted Katie. pillar which supported the faded
"Nobody means that; never mind splendour of its canopy, stood a Bauby," said Lady Anne entreatingly. figure very unlike the dress. It was "I would do anything you asked me, Lady Janet Erskine, now a tall, pale, Katie; will you come now for me?" rather graceful young woman of two