Henry C. Rowland,
Auld Jeremiah — Chapter XII
(1913)
“ Frothing with paint and rage, David freed himself with a furious wrench of the arm, strode across the street, mounted the steps of Jeremiah's house, and, the door being opened by the butler, who had rushed out at the sound of the uproar, disappeared within. Archie looked at Ailsa, and as he did so there came from high overhead an eerie burst of sound. ”
Henry C. Rowland,
Auld Jeremiah — Chapter XII
(1913)
“ With Archie at her heels, she entered the house, and followed the footman up the stairs. “Miss Graeme and Mr. Archie, sir,” said the footman, and hurriedly withdrew, coughing violently. Ailsa, her face aflame, and her eyes flashing, entered the room. Archie, still in his paint blouse, followed, discreetly closing the door behind him. Old Jeremiah, huddled in his chair, was mopping his eyes and shaking convulsively. “Oh, Archie, man,” he gasped, “ye have like to been the death o' me! And you, Ailsa Graeme!” His speech failed him. ”
Henry C. Rowland,
Auld Jeremiah — Chapter XII
(1913)
“ Do you know him?” “Are you 'Archie'?” Archie's mouth opened and shut like that of a goldfish. He seemed struggling for air. His face turned crimson. “And are you—the—the girl?” “Yes,” Ailsa answered slowly, “I am the girl. The girl that you wouldn't marry for four million pounds. And to think that I should have been flinging myself at your head! Oh, I shall die of shame!” She turned on her heel, and started to walk away, but had taken only three steps when old Jeremiah's footman, who had rushed out of the house and across the street, stepped up to her side. ”
