I 
     
    
   
   
    
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     Kilmeny of the Orchard 
     
    
   
   
    
     sing like an angel and she was very clever. 
     
     She could learn anything with just one 
     
     look at it and she was terrible fond of 
     
     reading. 
     
    

    
     “ When I’m talking about her like this 
     
     it all comes back to me, just what she was 
     
     like and how she looked and spoke and 
     
     acted, and little ways she had of moving 
     
     her hands and head. I declare it almost 
     
     seems as if she was right here in this 
     
     room instead of being over there in the 
     
     churchyard. I wish you’d light the lamp, 
     
     Master. I feel kind of nervous.” 
     
    

    
     Eric rose and lighted the lamp, rather 
     
     wondering at Mrs. Williamson’s unusual 
     
     exhibition of nerves. She was generally 
     
     so calm and composed. 
     
    

    
     “ Thank you, Master. That’s better. I 
     
     won’t be fancying now that Margaret 
     
     Gordon’s here listening to what I’m say- 
     
     ing. I had the feeling so strong a moment 
     
     ago. 
     
     “ I suppose you think I’m a long while 
     
     getting to Kilmeny, but I’m coming to 
     
    

    
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