You and he will make Silverdale
famous, and it is comforting to know, now my rest is very near, that
you have chosen a man of your own station to follow me. With all our
faults and blunders, blood is bound to tell."
Winston saw that Miss Barrington's eyes were a trifle misty, and he
felt his face grow hot, but the girl's fingers touched his arm, and he
followed, when, while her aunt signed approbation, she led him away.
Then when they stood outside she laid her hands upon his face and drew
it down to her.
"You will forget it, dear, and he is still wrong. If you had been
Lance Courthorne I should never have done this," she said.
"No," said the man gravely. "I think there are many ways in which he
is right, but you can be content with Winston the prairie farmer?"
Maud Barrington drew closer to him with a little smile in her eyes.
"Yes," she said simply. "There never was a Courthorne who could stand
beside him."
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