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White Fire

Chapter 7 SOME ODD FURNISHINGS AND A HONEYMOON

Word Count: 2260    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

wardrobe was rapidly

their lives before, and the curious thing was that it seemed to agree with them mightily, and

every day; and as for Jean, the days were not half long enoug

heir faces, wherever they had been since, had brought new ideals and new possibilities of life to

she finds herself all alone with her little tin god among the savages! Then s

, with a wistful eagerness in her face that filled you with a desire to do for her any mortal thing she might require at your ha

d long and peremptory interviews with her lawyers, making wise provision for all possible eventualities, so far as it was possible to foresee them. It was not till she was half-way across to th

eremptory intervie

definite ideas as to their requirements, and the things they had bought were very extraordinary a

7 ft. headroom, etc. A handsome, roomy boat, stoutly built for comfort and long voyages to the order of a financial magnate, whose health u

christened her the Torch with a hastily procured bottle of champagne, gave orders for the duplication of every piece of machinery she contained; walked out of

crew through some of the members of his church. Blair desired nothing better, and in five minutes the maid of the Manse was skipping through the dripping streets with kilted skirts to summon to instant conference some nearer members who might be able to advise in the matter. He laid his pl

out for a walk, and did not

st to its appointed work in mills and town, on the one side; and on the other, across the brimming firth, the everlasting hills, grey and green and purple and black, as the sunshine chased the shadows to their hiding-place

n hand like a pair of country lovers, till they came to w

rms round one another's necks and kissed, with brimming hearts, and eyes that saw none of the

ere swallowed up in reminiscent smiles as her husband seate

soft from their recent shower, he explained: "To all intents and purposes my life began that day I met you here, tho

said, smiling; and when she saw th

second time in the church, w

moment I looked

at down here on this stone, and saw you sitting on that stone munching oatcake and cheese,

ade me. I wouldn't h

w you had got your heart's desire. And then I thought of myself, and the little I had done with all my opportunities. And after that you insisted on coming into my thoughts at all times, and I could not get rid of you. And then y

my dear; it is onl

rs contained some neat little sandwiches and cookies

oatcakes and cheese, and then insisted on dividing up equally a

e time. A boy on the hillsides who can't enjoy

e hills and lochs opposite. In all likelihood they would never see t

of delight, said, suddenly-but slowly, as though the words had to be called, or recalled, from afar, and said them, not to her or for her

God stand fa

hills opposite exactly. Th

ty promis

and for e

again, and thought

is a boun

owing, full

her just as he saw it.

Time into

sorbedly on the opposite shore. It seemed almost as if he had forgotte

e wide blu

us where'

e chariots had passed away.

all-enfol

ought he had ended, but she would no

y gifts, we th

and sky, tak

-thank Thee!-th

ills and the sea and the sky, and sat so l

ly he must have sat just

hough he found it difficult t

r I recalled them from somewhere else, or whether they came hot from the anvil, I do not know. I d

ust have made

telling off the lochs and hills, just as he had named them to her that other day

very different one," he said quietly. "You never regr

much more than I leave behind, that my heart is full of gladness," she

and out of the curves and dimples of the mountain's breast, till the bold p

ned down the hill towards Inverkip. He led her by the short cuts his boyish feet had known so well; past the old burying-ground, where the body-snatchers plied their gruesome trade and the village folk sat up night after night to protect their dead; past the gates of Ardgowan to the sea. And so alon

in. "We began to think you'd given us the slip a

ng round," said

lve years,

expected you'd come home rave

t they both fell to all the same, and proved beyond doubt th

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