8/13 But what is amiss, that you all stand round like mutes at a burying ?" In a few words I told him our trouble, while Jim, with a grey face and his brows drawn down, stood leaning against the door-post. The Major was as glum as we by the time I had finished, for he was fond both of Jim and of Edie. "I feared something of the kind ever since that business of the peel tower. They can't leave the women alone. |