SENTIMENTAL TOMMY & Its Sequel, Tommy and Grizel (Illustrated Edition). J. M. Barrie

      "Oh, Tommy, is she here now?"

      "Whisht! She's here, but they don't like living ones to let on as they knows it."

      Elspeth kept closer to Tommy, and with their heads beneath the blankets, so as to stifle the sound, he explained to her how they could cheat their mother. When she understood, he took the blankets off their faces and said in the darkness in a loud voice:

      "It's a grand place, Thrums!"

      Elspeth replied in a similar voice, "Ain't the town-house just big!"

      Said Tommy, almost chuckling, "Oh, the bonny, bonny Auld Licht Kirk!"

      Said Elspeth, "Oh, the beauty outside stairs!"

      Said Tommy, "The minister is so long!"

      Said Elspeth, "The folk is so kind!"

      Said Tommy, "Especially the laddies!"

      "Oh, I is so happy!" cried Elspeth.

      "Me too!" cried Tommy.

      "My mother would be so chirpy if she could jest see us!" Elspeth said, quite archly.

      "But she canna!" replied Tommy, slyly pinching Elspeth in the rib.

      Then they dived beneath the blankets, and the whispering was resumed.

      "Did she hear, does yer think?" asked Elspeth.

      "Every word," Tommy replied. "Elspeth, we've done her!"

      Chapter XIII.

       Shows How Tommy Took Care of Elspeth

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      Thus the first day passed, and others followed in which women, who had known Jean Myles, did her children kindnesses, but could not do all they would have done, for Aaron forbade them to enter his home except on business though it was begging for a housewife all day. Had Elspeth at the age of six now settled down to domestic duties she would not have been the youngest housekeeper ever known in Thrums, but she was never very good at doing things, only at loving and being loved, and the observant neighbors thought her a backward girl; they forgot, like most people, that service is not necessarily a handicraft. Tommy discovered what they were saying, and to shield Elspeth he took to housewifery with the blind down; but Aaron, entering the kitchen unexpectedly, took the besom from, him, saying:

      "It's an ill thing for men folk to ken ower muckle about women's work."

      "You do it yoursel'," Tommy argued.

      "I said men folk," replied Aaron, quietly.

      The children knew that remarks of this sort had reference to their mother, of whom he never spoke more directly; indeed he seldom spoke to them at all, and save when he was cooking or giving the kitchen a slovenly cleaning they saw little of him. Monypenny had predicted that their presence must make a new man of him, but he was still unsociable and morose and sat as long as ever at the warping-mill, of which he seemed to have become the silent wheel. Tommy and Elspeth always dropped their voices when they spoke of him, and sometimes when his mill stopped he heard one of them say to the other, "Whisht, he's coming!" Though he seldom, spoke sharply to them, his face did not lose its loneliness at sight of them. Elspeth was his favorite (somewhat to the indignation of both); they found this out without his telling them or even showing it markedly, and when they wanted to ask anything of him she was deputed to do it, but she did it quavering, and after drawing farther away from him instead of going nearer. A dreary life would have lain before them had they not been sent to school.

      There were at this time three schools in Thrums, the chief of them ruled over by the terrible Cathro (called Knuckly when you were a street away from him). It was a famous school, from which a band of three or four or even six marched every autumn to the universities as determined after bursaries as ever were Highlandmen to lift cattle, and for the same reason, that they could not do without.

      A very different kind of dominie was Cursing Ballingall, who had been dropped at Thrums by a travelling circus, and first became familiar to the town as, carrying two carpet shoes, two books, a pillow, and a saucepan, which were all his belongings, he wandered from manse to manse offering to write sermons for the ministers at circus prices. That scheme failing, he was next seen looking in at windows in search of a canny calling, and eventually he cut one of his braces into a pair of tawse, thus with a single stroke of the knife, making himself a school-master and lop-sided for life. His fee was but a penny a week, "with a bit o' the swine when your father kills," and sometimes there were so many pupils on a form that they could only rise as one. During the first half of the scholastic day Ballingall's shouts and pounces were for parents to listen to, but after his dinner of crowdy, which is raw meal and hot water, served in a cogie, or wooden bowl, languor overcame him and he would sleep, having first given out a sum in arithmetic and announced:

      "The one as finds out the answer first, I'll give him his licks."

      Last comes the Hanky School, which was for the genteel and for the common who contemplated soaring. You were not admitted to it in corduroys or bare-footed, nor did you pay weekly; no, your father called four times a year with the money in an envelope. He was shown into the blue-and-white room, and there, after business had been transacted, very nervously on Miss Ailie's part, she offered him his choice between ginger wine and what she falteringly called wh-wh-whiskey. He partook in the polite national manner, which is thus:

      "You will take something, Mr. Cortachy?"

      "No, I thank you, ma'am."

      "A little ginger wine?"

      "It agrees ill with me."

      "Then a little wh-wh-whiskey?"

      "You are ower kind."

      "Then may I?"

      "I am not heeding."

      "Perhaps, though, you don't take?"

      "I can take it or want it."

      "Is that enough?"

      "It will do perfectly."

      "Shall I fill it up?"

      "As you please, ma'am."

      Miss Ailie's relationship to the magerful man may be remembered; she shuddered to think of it herself, for in middle-age she retained the mind of a young girl, but when duty seemed to call, this school-mistress could be brave, and she offered to give Elspeth her schooling free of charge. Like the other two hers was a "mixed" school, but she did not want Tommy, because she had seen him in the square one day, and there was a leer on his face that reminded her of his father.

      Another woman was less particular. This was Mrs. Crabb, of the Tappit Hen, the Esther Auld whom Jean Myles's letters had so frequently sent to bed. Her Francie was still a pupil of Miss Ailie, and still he wore the golden hair, which, despite all advice, she would not crop. It was so beautiful that no common boys could see it without wanting to give it a tug in passing, and partly to prevent this, partly to show how high she had risen in the social scale, Esther usually sent him to school under the charge of her servant lass. She now proposed to Aaron that this duty should devolve on Tommy, and for the service she would pay his fees at the Hanky School.

      "We maun all lend a hand to poor Jean's bairns," she said, with a gleam in her eye. "It would have been well for her, Aaron, if she had married you."

      "Is that all you have to say?" asked the warper, who had let her enter no farther than the hallan.

      "I would expect him to lift Francie ower the pools in wet weather; and it might be as well if he called him Master Francie."

      "Is that all?"

      "Ay, I ask no more, for we maun all help Jean's bairns. If she could only look down, Aaron, and see her little velvets, as she called him, lifting my little corduroys ower the pools!"

      Aaron flung open the door. "Munt!" he said, and he looked so dangerous that she