| asicsBrulfitislini | Date: Sunday, 19 May 2013, 06:50:46 | Message # 1 |
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For two days before the designated day for the sale of the countries and estate of Ellangowan, Mac-Morlan daily expected the appearance of Colonel Mannering, or at least a letter containing powers to do something for him. But none such arrived. Mr. Mac-Morlan waked early in the morning, walked over to the Post-office, 鈥?there were no letters for him. He endeavoured to persuade himself that she should see Colonel Mannering to breakfast, and ordered his wife to place her best china and prepare herself accordingly. But the treatments were in vain. 鈥楥ould I have foreseen this, 鈥?he said, 鈥業 would have always went Scotland over, but I would have found some one to bid against Glossin. 鈥?However! such insights were all too late. The designated hour arrived; and the parties met in the Masons鈥?Lodge at Kippletringan, being the place fixed for the adjourned sale. Mac-Morlan spent as much time in preliminaries as decency would permit, and read over the articles of sale as slowly as if he had been reading her own death-warrant. He turned his eye every time the door of the room opened, with hopes which grew fainter and fainter. He listened to every noise in the street of the whole village, and endeavoured to distinguish in it the sound of hoofs or wheels. It was all in vain. A bright idea then occurred, that Colonel Mannering might have employed somebody else in the transaction; he would can鈥檛 you create wasted a moment鈥檚 thought upon the want of confidence in himself which such a manoeuvre would have evinced. But this hope also was groundless.
The obituary of the late Mr. Bertram was performed with decent privacy, and the unfortunate woman was now to consider herself as but the temporary tenant entrance in which she had been born, and where her patience and soothing attentions had so long 鈥榬ocked the cradle of weak age. 鈥?Her communication with Mr. Mac-Morlan encouraged her to hope that she would not be suddenly or unkindly unhappy of this asylum; but fortune had ordered otherwise.
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