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Charlie settled her cushions with womanly skill, and followed his
brother. "Well, Frank, which is the White Cat? Ah, I thought so--
she's yet to come."
"Not one is fit to hold a candle to _her_. You saw that as plain as
I did, Charlie; Eleonora beats them all."
"Ah, you're not the youngest brother, remember. It was he who
brought her home at last. Come, you need not knock me down; I shall
never see any one to surpass the mother, and I'll have no one till I
do."


CHAPTER II
The Population of Compton Poynsett

He wanted a wife his braw hoose to keep,
But favour wi' wooin' was fashous to seek.--Laird o' Cockpen
In the bright lamplight of the dining-table, the new population
first fully beheld one another, and understood one another's looks.
There was much family resemblance between the five brothers. All
were well-grown well-made men, strong and agile, the countenance
pleasing, rather square of mould, eyebrows straight and thick, nose
well cut and short, chin firm and resolute-looking, and the
complexion very dark in Raymond, Frank, and the absent Miles.


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