“Well, my dear aunt, I am so pleased to get back alive and well; but tell me, how is the blackamoor?”
“Oh, your blackamoor,” cried his aunt, laughing. “She is not far away, nor Miss Morgan either; and she is the dearest, sweetest child on earth. Here she comes!”
Yes, there she came. And never had I seen her look more lovely, more gentle, and good.
Children! a marriage took place sometime after this, and Beebee became the wife of Colonel Edgar Clarkson.
“What!” cried Warlock. “Our master that is now?”
“Yes,” said Shireen, nodding.
“And,” said Tabby, “Beebee is our mistress?”
“None other.”
“Oh, how delightful! How charming!”
“Tse, tse, tse!” said Dick, the starling, and off he flew to Lizzie, who, with her brother Tom, was reclining on the lawn, making gowan garlands (the gowan is the mountain daisy) to hang around their favourites’ necks.