blue, but I can't remember which. She looked very proud and haughty,
but I am bound to say that she was very nice to me. I remember
feeling very jealous of Rupert because his mother looked so
distinguished. Rupert was eight years older than me, and I was
afraid he would beat me if I said anything he did not like. So I was
silent except when I forgot to be, and Rupert said very unkindly, and
I think very unfairly, that I was "A sulky little beast." I haven't
forgot that, and I don't mean to. However, it doesn't matter much
what he said or thought. There he is--if he is at all--where no one
can find him, with no money or nothing, for what little he had he
settled when he came of age, on the MacSkelpie. He wanted to give it
to her when his mother died, but father, who was a trustee, refused;
and Uncle Roger, as I call him, who is another, thought the trustees
had no power to allow Rupert to throw away his matrimony, as I called
it, making a joke to father when he called it patrimony. Old Sir
Colin MacSkelpie, who is the third, said he couldn't take any part in
such a permission, as the MacSkelpie was his niece. He is a rude old
man, that. I remember when, not remembering his relationship, I
spoke of the MacSkelpie, he caught me a clip on the ear that sent me
across the room. His Scotch is very broad. I can hear him say, "Hae
some attempt at even Soothern manners, and dinna misca' yer betters,
ye young puddock, or I'll wring yer snoot!" Father was, I could see,
very much offended, but he didn't say anything. He remembered, I
think, that the General is a V.C. man, and was fond of fighting
duels. But to show that the fault was not his, HE wrung MY ear--and
the same ear too! I suppose he thought that was justice! But it's
only right to say that he made up for it afterwards. When the
General had gone he gave me a five-pound note.

I don't think Uncle Roger was very pleased with the way Rupert