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    “You know; Adam; my heart is as their heart; so far as love for 

them   and   care   for  their  welfare   goes;   but   they   are   in   no  present 

need。 Their sorrows are healed; and I feel that I am called back to 

my old work; in which I found a blessing that I have missed of late 

in   the   midst   of   too   abundant   worldly   good。   I   know   it   is   a   vain 

thought to flee from the work that God appoints us; for the sake of 

finding a greater blessing to our own souls; as if we could choose 

for   ourselves     where    we   shall   find   the  fulness    of  the   Divine 

Presence;   instead   of   seeking   it   where   alone   it   is   to   be   found;   in 

loving obedience。 But now; I believe; I have a clear  showing  that 

my work lies elsewhere—at least for a time。 In the years to come; if 

my  aunt’s   health  should   fail;   or she  should   otherwise need me;   I 

shall return。” 



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    “You know best; Dinah;” said Adam。   “I  don’t  believe   you’d   go 

against   the   wishes   of   them   that   love   you;   and   are   akin   to   you; 

without a good and sufficient reason in your own conscience。 I’ve 

no   right   to   say   anything   about   my   being   sorry:   you   know   well 

enough what cause I have to put you above every other friend I’ve 

got;   and   if   it   had   been   ordered   so   that   you   could   ha’   been   my 

sister;   and lived   with  us all   our  lives;   I   should   ha’   counted   it   the 

greatest   blessing   as   could   happen   to   us   now。   But   Seth   tells   me 

there’s   no   hope   o’   that:   your   feelings   are   different;   and   perhaps 

I’m taking too much upon me to speak about it。” 

    Dinah made no answer; and they walked on in silence for some 

yards; till they came to the stone stile; where; as Adam had passed 

through   first   and   turned   round   to   give   her   his   hand   while   she 

mounted the unusually high step; she could not prevent him from 

seeing   her   face。   It   struck   him   with   surprise;   for   the   grey   eyes; 

usually   so   mild   and   grave;   had   the   bright   uneasy   glance   which 

accompanies         suppressed      agitation;    and   the   slight   flush   in  her 

cheeks; with which she had come downstairs; was heightened to a 

deep   rose…colour。   She looked  as  if  she  were   only  sister  to  Dinah。 

Adam was silent with surprise and conjecture for some moments; 

and then he said; “I hope I’ve not hurt or displeased you by what 

I’ve   said;   Dinah。    Perhaps     I  was   making      too  free。   I’ve  no   wish 

different from what you see to be best; and I’m satisfied for you to 

live thirty mile off; if you think it right。 I shall think of you just as 

much as I do now; for you’re bound up with what I can no more 

help remembering than I can help my heart beating。” 

    Poor Adam! Thus do men blunder。 Dinah made no answer; but 

she    presently   said;    “Have     you   heard    any   news    from    that   poor 

young man; since we last spoke of him?” 



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    Dinah always called Arthur so; she had never lost the image of 

him as she had seen him in the prison。 

    “Yes;” said Adam。 “Mr。 Irwine read me part of a letter from him 

yesterday。   It’s   pretty   certain;   they   say;    that   there’ll   be   a  peace 

soon; though nobody believes it’ll last long; but he says he doesn’t 

mean   to   come   home。   He’s   no   heart   for   it   yet;   and   it’s   better   for 

others   that   he   should   keep   away。   Mr。   Irwine   thinks   he’s   in   the 

right not to come。 It’s a sorrowful letter。 He asks about you and the 

Poysers; as he always does。 There’s one thing in the letter cut me a 

good   deal:   ‘You   can’t   think   what   an   old   fellow   I   feel;’   he   says;   ‘I 

make no schemes now。 I’m the best when I’ve a good day’s march 

or fighting before me。’” 

    “He’s   of   a   rash;   warm…hearted   nature;   like   Esau;   for   whom   I 

have   always   felt   great   pity;”   said   Dinah。   “That   meeting   between 

the brothers; where Esau is so loving and generous; and Jacob so 

timid     and   distrustful;    notwithstanding        his  sense    of  the   Divine 

favour; has always touched me greatly。 Truly; I have been tempted 

sometimes to say that Jacob was of a mean spirit。 But that is our 

trial: we must  learn   to  see   the   good   in   the   midst  of  much  that  is 

unlovely。” 

    “Ah;”   said   Adam;   “I   like   to   read   about   Moses   best;   in   th’   Old 

Testament。   He   carried   a       hard    business    well   through;     and   died 

when other folks were going to reap the fruits。 A man must have 

courage to look at his life so; and think what’ll come of it after he’s 

dead and gone。 A good solid bit o’ work lasts: if it’s only laying a 

floor down; somebody’s the better  for  it  being done   well; besides 

the man as does it。” 

    They were both glad to talk of subjects that were not personal; 

and in this way they went on till they passed the bridge across the 



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Willow   Brook;   when   Adam   turned   round   and   said;   “Ah;          here’s 

Seth。 I thought he’d be home soon。 Does he know of you’re going; 

Dinah?” 

    “Yes; I told him last Sabbath。” 

   Adam       remembered        now    that   Seth    had   come     home     much 

depressed   on   Sunday   evening;   a   circumstance   which   had   been 

very unusual with him of late; for the happiness he had in seeing 

Dinah   every   week   seemed   long   to   have   outweighed   the   pain   of 

knowing   she   would   never   marry   him。   This   evening   he   had   his 

habitual air of dreamy benignant contentment; until he came quite 

close to Dinah and saw the traces of tears on her delicate eyelids 

and eyelashes。 He gave one rapid glance at his brother; but Adam 

was     evidently    quite   outside    the   current    of  emotion     that   had 

shaken   Dinah:   he   wore   his   everyday   look   of   unexpectant   calm。 

Seth tried not to let Dinah  see  that  he   had noticed  her  face; and 

only   said;   “I’m   thankful   you’re   come;   Dinah;   for   Mother’s   been 

hungering after the sight of you all day。 She began to talk of you 

the first thing in the morning。” 

   When they entered the cottage; Lisbeth was seated in her arm… 

chair;    too  tired   with   setting   out  the   evening    meal;    a  task   she 

always performed a long time beforehand; to go and meet them at 

the door as usual; when she heard the approaching footsteps。 

    “Coom; child; thee ’t coom at last;” she said; when Dinah went 

towards      her。  “What     dost  mane     by  lavin’   me   a  week    an’  ne’er 

coomin’ a…nigh me?” 

    “Dear friend;” said Dinah; taking her hand; “you’re not well。 If 

I’d known it sooner; I’d have come。” 

    “An’   how’s   thee   t’   know   if   thee   dostna   coom?   Th’   lads   on’y 

know what I tell ’em。 As long as ye can stir hand and foot the men 



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think ye’re hearty。 But I’m none so bad; on’y a bit of a cold sets me 

achin’。   An’   th’ lads   tease   me so  t’   ha’   somebody   wi’   me   t’   do   the 

work—they make me ache worse wi’ talkin’。 If thee’dst come and 

stay wi’ me; they’d let me alone。 The Poysers canna want thee so 

bad as I do。 But take thy bonnet off; an’ let me look at thee。” 

    Dinah   was   moving   away;   but   Lisbeth   held   her   fast;   while   she 

was taking off her bonnet; and looked at her face as one looks into 

a newly gathered snowdrop; to renew the old impressions of purity 

and gentleness。 

    “What’s   the   matter   wi’   thee?”   said   Lisbeth;   in   astonishment; 

“thee’st been a…cryin’。” 

    “It’s   only   a   grief   that’ll   pass   away;”   said   Dinah;   who   did   not 

wish just now to call   forth  Lisbeth’s   remonstrances   by  disclosing 

her intention to leave Hayslope。 “You shall know about it shortly— 

we’ll talk of it to…night。 I shall stay with you to…night。” 

    Lisbeth  was pacified by  this   prospect。   And   she   had   the   whole 

evening to talk with Dinah alone; for there was a new room in the 

cottage;     you    remember;       built   nearly     two    years    ago;   in   the 

expectation of a new inmate; and here Adam always sat when he 

had writing to do or plans to make。 Seth sat there too this evening; 

for he knew his mother would like to have Dinah all to herself。 

    There were two pretty pictures on the two sides of the wall in 

the   cottage。   On   one   side   there   was   the   broad…shouldered;   large… 

featured;   hardy  old  woman;   in   her  blue  jacket   and   buff  kerchief; 

with her dim…eyed anxious looks turned continually on the lily face 

and   the   slight   form   in   the   black   dress   that   were   either   moving 

lightly about in helpful activity; or seated close by the old woman’s 

arm…chair; holding her withered hand; with eyes lifted up towards 

her to speak a language which Lisbeth understood far better than 



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the Bible or the hymn…book。 She would scarcely listen to reading 

at all to…night。 “Nay; nay; shut the book;” she said。 “We mun talk。 I 

want t’ know what thee was cryin’ about。 Hast got troubles o’ thy 

own; like other folks?” 

    On the other side of the wall there were the two brothers so like 

each other in the midst of their unlikeness: Adam with knit brows; 

shaggy hair; and dark vigorous colour; absorbed in his “figuring”; 

Seth;   with   large   rugged   features;   the   close   copy   of   his   brother’s; 

but with thin; wavy; brown hair and blue dreamy eyes; as often as 

not   looking   vaguely   out   of   the   window   instead       of  at  his  book; 

although   it   was    a   newly   bought     book—Wesley’s       

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