Here
it seems almost captious to object: perhaps, indeed, it is rather
personal whim than legitimate criticism which makes us take some
exception at "the curl on his forehead;" yet somehow there seems a
hint in it of the pet curate.
Elspie's doubts now return upon her with increased force; and it is
not till after many conversations with the "teacher" that she allows
her resolve to be fixed. So, at last,
"There, upon Saturday eve, in the gorgeous bright October,
Under that alders knitting, gave Elspie her troth to Philip."
And, after their talk, she feels strong again, and fit to be
his.--Then they rise.
"'But we must go, Mr. Philip.'
"'I shall not go at all,' said
He, 'If you call me _Mr._ Thank Heaven! that's well over!'
"'No, but it's not,' she said; 'it is not over, nor will be.
Was it not, then,' she asked, 'the name I called you first by?
No, Mr. Philip, no. You have kissed me enough for two nights.
No.--Come, Philip, come, or I'll go myself without you.'
"'You never call me Philip,' he answered, 'until I kiss you.'"
--pp. 47, 48.
David Mackaye gives his consent; but first Hewson must return to
College, and study for a year.
His views have not been stationary. To his old scorn for the idle of
the earth had succeeded the surprise that overtook him at Balloch:
and he would now hold to his creed, yet not as rejecting his
experience.
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