A Sweeter Woman Ne’er Drew Breath 
     
    
   
   
    
     he used to be, and sometimes he will not 
     
     answer when I speak to him. And he 
     
     looks so strangely at me, too. Besides, he 
     
    
   
   
    
     is surly and impertinent to Uncle and 
     
     Aunt.” 
     
    

    
     “ Don’t mind Neil,” said Eric lightly. 
     
     “ He is probably sulky because of some 
     
     things I said to him when I found he had 
     
     spied on us.” 
     
    

    
     That night before she went up stairs 
     
     Kilmeny stole into the parlour for another 
     
     glimpse of herself in that wonderful mir— 
     
     ror by the light of a dim little candle she 
     
     carried. She was still lingering there 
     
     dreamily when Aunt Janet’s grim face 
     
     appeared in the shadows of the doorway. 
     
    

    
     “ Are you thinking about your own 
     
     good looks, lassie‘! Ay, but remember 
     
     that handsome is as handsome does,” she 
     
     said, with grudging admiration—for the 
     
     girl with her flushed cheeks and shining 
     
     eyes was something that even dour Janet 
     
     Gordon could not look upon unmoved. 
     
    

    
     Kilmeny smiled softly. 
     
    
   
   
    
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