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who is so good as to pass my conduct over … in a degree; and upon the 

condition that I am to leave my law studies。〃 。 。 。







CHAPTER V … WINTER ON THE MOORS







I。 AT HERMISTON





THE road to Hermiston runs for a great part of the way up the valley of 

a stream; a favourite with anglers and with midges; full of falls and 

pools; and shaded by willows and natural woods of birch。  Here and 

there; but at great distances; a byway branches off; and a gaunt 

farmhouse may be descried above in a fold of the hill; but the more part 

of the time; the road would be quite empty of passage and the hills of 

habitation。  Hermiston parish is one of the least populous in Scotland; 

and; by the time you came that length; you would scarce be surprised at 

the inimitable smallness of the kirk; a dwarfish; ancient place seated 

for fifty; and standing in a green by the burn…side among two…score 

gravestones。  The manse close by; although no more than a cottage; is 

surrounded by the brightness of a flower…garden and the straw roofs of 

bees; and the whole colony; kirk and manse; garden and graveyard; finds 

harbourage in a grove of rowans; and is all the year round in a great 

silence broken only by the drone of the bees; the tinkle of the burn; 

and the bell on Sundays。  A mile beyond the kirk the road leaves the 

valley by a precipitous ascent; and brings you a little after to the 

place of Hermiston; where it comes to an end in the back…yard before the 

coach…house。  All beyond and about is the great field; of the hills; the 

plover; the curlew; and the lark cry there; the wind blows as it blows 

in a ship's rigging; hard and cold and pure; and the hill…tops huddle 

one behind another like a herd of cattle into the sunset。



The house was sixty years old; unsightly; comfortable; a farmyard and a 

kitchen…garden on the left; with a fruit wall where little hard green 

pears came to their maturity about the end of October。



The policy (as who should say the park) was of some extent; but very ill 

reclaimed; heather and moorfowl had crossed the boundary wall and spread 

and roosted within; and it would have tasked a landscape gardener to say 

where policy ended and unpolicied nature began。  My lord had been led by 

the influence of Mr。 Sheriff Scott into a considerable design of 

planting; many acres were accordingly set out with fir; and the little 

feathery besoms gave a false scale and lent a strange air of a toy…shop 

to the moors。  A great; rooty sweetness of bogs was in the air; and at 

all seasons an infinite melancholy piping of hill birds。  Standing so 

high and with so little shelter; it was a cold; exposed house; splashed 

by showers; drenched by continuous rains that made the gutters to spout; 

beaten upon and buffeted by all the winds of heaven; and the prospect 

would be often black with tempest; and often white with the snows of 

winter。  But the house was wind and weather proof; the hearths were kept 

bright; and the rooms pleasant with live fires of peat; and Archie might 

sit of an evening and hear the squalls bugle on the moorland; and watch 

the fire prosper in the earthy fuel; and the smoke winding up the 

chimney; and drink deep of the pleasures of shelter。



Solitary as the place was; Archie did not want neighbours。  Every night; 

if he chose; he might go down to the manse and share a 〃brewst〃 of toddy 

with the minister … a hare…brained ancient gentleman; long and light and 

still active; though his knees were loosened with age; and his voice 

broke continually in childish trebles … and his lady wife; a heavy; 

comely dame; without a word to say for herself beyond good…even and 

good…day。  Harum…scarum; clodpole young lairds of the neighbourhood paid 

him the compliment of a visit。  Young Hay of Romanes rode down to call; 

on his crop…eared pony; young Pringle of Drumanno came up on his bony 

grey。  Hay remained on the hospitable field; and must be carried to bed; 

Pringle got somehow to his saddle about 3 A。M。; and (as Archie stood 

with the lamp on the upper doorstep) lurched; uttered a senseless view…

holloa; and vanished out of the small circle of illumination like a 

wraith。  Yet a minute or two longer the clatter of his break…neck flight 

was audible; then it was cut off by the intervening steepness of the 

hill; and again; a great while after; the renewed beating of phantom 

horse…hoofs; far in the valley of the Hermiston; showed that the horse 

at least; if not his rider; was still on the homeward way。



There was a Tuesday club at the 〃Cross…keys〃 in Crossmichael; where the 

young bloods of the country…side congregated and drank deep on a 

percentage of the expense; so that he was left gainer who should have 

drunk the most。  Archie had no great mind to this diversion; but he took 

it like a duty laid upon him; went with a decent regularity; did his 

manfullest with the liquor; held up his head in the local jests; and got 

home again and was able to put up his horse; to the admiration of 

Kirstie and the lass that helped her。  He dined at Driffel; supped at 

Windielaws。  He went to the new year's ball at Huntsfield and was made 

welcome; and thereafter rode to hounds with my Lord Muirfell; upon whose 

name; as that of a legitimate Lord of Parliament; in a work so full of 

Lords of Session; my pen should pause reverently。  Yet the same fate 

attended him here as in Edinburgh。  The habit of solitude tends to 

perpetuate itself; and an austerity of which he was quite unconscious; 

and a pride which seemed arrogance; and perhaps was chiefly shyness; 

discouraged and offended his new companions。  Hay did not return more 

than twice; Pringle never at all; and there came a time when Archie even 

desisted from the Tuesday Club; and became in all things … what he had 

had the name of almost from the first … the Recluse of Hermiston。

High…nosed Miss Pringle of Drumanno and high…stepping Miss Marshall of 

the Mains were understood to have had a difference of opinion about him 

the day after the ball … he was none the wiser; he could not suppose 

himself to be remarked by these entrancing ladies。  At the ball itself 

my Lord Muirfell's daughter; the Lady Flora; spoke to him twice; and the 

second time with a touch of appeal; so that her colour rose and her 

voice trembled a little in his ear; like a passing grace in music。  He 

stepped back with a heart on fire; coldly and not ungracefully excused 

himself; and a little after watched her dancing with young Drumanno of 

the empty laugh; and was harrowed at the sight; and raged to himself 

that this was a world in which it was given to Drumanno to please; and 

to himself only to stand aside and envy。  He seemed excluded; as of 

right; from the favour of such society … seemed to extinguish mirth 

wherever he came; and was quick to feel the wound; and desist; and 

retire into solitude。  If he had but understood the figure he presented; 

and the impression he made on these bright eyes and tender hearts; if he 

had but guessed that the Recluse of Hermiston; young; graceful; well 

spoken; but always cold; stirred the maidens of the county with the 

charm of Byronism when Byronism was new; it may be questioned whether 

his destiny might not even yet have been modified。  It may be 

questioned; and I think it should be doubted。  It was in his horoscope 

to be parsimonious of pain to himself; or of the chance of pain; even to 

the avoidance of any opportunity of pleasure; to have a Roman sense of 

duty; an instinctive aristocracy of manners and taste; to be the son of 

Adam Weir and Jean Rutherford。





2。 KIRSTIE





Kirstie was now over fifty; and might have sat to a sculptor。  Long of 

limb; and still light of foot; deep…breasted; robust…loined; her golden 

hair not yet mingled with any trace of silver; the years had but 

caressed and embellished her。  By the lines of a rich and vigorous 

maternity; she seemed destined to be the bride of heroes and the mother 

of their children; and behold; by the iniquity of fate; she had passed 

through her youth alone; and drew near to the confines of age; a 

childless woman。  The tender ambitions that she had received at birth 

had been; by time and disappointment; diverted into a certain barren 

zeal of industry and fury of interference。  She carried her thwarted 

ardours into housework; she washed floors with her empty heart。  If she 

could not win the love of one with love; she must dominate all by her 

temper。  Hasty; wordy; and wrathful; she had a drawn quarrel with most 

of her neighbours; and with the others not much more than armed 

neutrality。  The grieve's wife had been 〃sneisty〃; the sister of the 

gardener who kept house for him had shown herself 〃upsitten〃; and she 

wrote to Lord Hermiston about once a year demanding the discharge of the 

offenders; and justifying the demand by much wealth of detail。  For it 

must not be suppo

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