CONTENTS TO VOL. II. CHAP. XI. 'A MERRIER HOUR WAS NEVER WASTED THERE'. 158 XII. IT WAS THE HOUR WHEN WOODS ARE COLD . 165 A STRANGE WORLD CHAPTER I. 'FAREWELL,' QUOTH SHE, AND COME AGAIN TO-MORROW,' THE old housekeeper's eyes were dim as she finished her story of the heir of Penwyn. 'He was the best of all,' she said; 'Mr. Balfour we saw very little of after he grew up, being the youngest to marry and leave home; Mr. James was a kind, easy-going young fellow enough; but Mr. George was everybody's favourite, and there wasn't a dry eye among us when the Squire called us together after his illness, and told us how his son had died. "He died like a gentleman-upholding the honour of his Queen and his country, and the name of Penwyn," said the master, without a tremble in his voice, though it was feebler than before the VOL. II. B |