SEARCH
0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Prev | Current Page 290 | Next

"Donal Grant, by George MacDonald"

He would have stopped to question Donal, who hastened past
him, and in the refuge of his own room, sat down to think. Had his
conventional dignity been with him a matter of importance, he would
have left the castle the moment he got his things together; but he
thought much more of Davie, and much more of Eppy.
He had hardly seated himself when he jumped up again: he must see
Andrew Comin!


CHAPTER XXXVI.
A NIGHT-WATCH.
When he reached the bottom of the hill, there at the gate was
Forgue, walking up and down, apparently waiting for him. He would
have passed him, but Forgue stepped in front of him.
"Grant," he said, "it is well we should understand each other!"
"I think, my lord, if you do not yet understand me, it can scarcely
be my fault."
"What did my father say?"
"I would deliver to your lordship a message he gave me for you but
for two reasons--one, that I believe he changed his mind though he
did not precisely say so, and the other, that I will not serve him
or you in the matter."
"Then you intend neither to meddle nor make?"
"That is my affair, my lord. I will not take your lordship into my
confidence."
"Don't be unreasonable, now! Do get off your high horse. Can't you
understand a fellow? Everybody can't keep his temper as you do! I
mean the girl no harm."
"I will not talk with you about her. And whatever you insist on
saying to me, I will use against you without scruple, should
occasion offer.


Pages:
278 279 280 281 282 283 284 285 286 287 288 289 290 291 292 293 294 295 296 297 298 299 300 301 302