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134<br />

<strong>The</strong> <strong>Highland</strong> Monthly.<br />

than he had in Edinburgh. I knew that the money which<br />

I had pressed upon him was a yoke upon his neck, and that<br />

he would have no peace until it was repaid. Well, I<br />

wrote him at once, and— I dare say I put a little fancy<br />

colour on the necessity—told him that my work was more<br />

than I could do, my income more than I could spend, and<br />

that I would give him so much if he became my clerk for<br />

a twelvemonth. I hinted, if he would give up the law and<br />

qualify himself for the civil service, or prefer seeking his<br />

fortune in India, that I could, perhaps, obtain for him the<br />

patronage <strong>of</strong> Lord H . To my great joy Willie at<br />

once jumped at the bait. This occurred before 1 took the<br />

cottage, and I was somewhat afraid <strong>of</strong> the denouement, but,<br />

as the reader has seen, my brother and sister-in-law entirely<br />

agreed with me when they heard all my plans.<br />

<strong>The</strong> economy <strong>of</strong> life is ruled by mixed motives, as far<br />

as it is at all ruled by man. I am not at all free from<br />

selfishness. I can safely say that the arrangement which I<br />

have described was intended for Willie's good as well as<br />

my own. But Willie did for me more work than he was<br />

ever paid for. He entered heart and soul into the employ-<br />

ment, and, as a pro<strong>of</strong> that he succeeded, I may mention<br />

that my second report was the best I ever sent, and that it<br />

did not contain a scrap <strong>of</strong> blotting paper. Lucy herself<br />

sometimes laughed at my blunders— I liked to see her<br />

laugh, and sometimes committed blunders on purpose—and<br />

Tommy, the young scamp, was ever playing tricks with my<br />

books and papers, and greeted my consequent perplexities<br />

with roars <strong>of</strong> merriment. Tommy had a large heart <strong>of</strong> his<br />

wn, but he never zuoidd understand that Lucy was dying-<br />

She bore his boisterous merriment uncomplainingly, and'<br />

when she was able, joined in his less noisy sports. Willie<br />

understood her nature and condition better. I do not think<br />

they <strong>of</strong>ten talked <strong>of</strong> death, but their serious conversations<br />

on a Sunday evening, when I composed myself to somno-<br />

lescence in my easy chair and Tommy went away to see<br />

his parents, told me plainly that it was in the thoughts <strong>of</strong>

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