She was a little vain of her beauty , I think , Master . And she was proud , oh , she was very proud . She liked to be first in everything , and she could n't bear not to show to good advantage . She was dreadful determined , too . You could n't budge her an inch , Master , when she once had made up her mind on any point . But she was warm-hearted and generous . She could sing like an angel and she was very clever . She could learn anything with just one look at it and she was terrible fond of reading . `` When I 'm talking about her like this it all comes back to me , just what she was like and how she looked and spoke and acted , and little ways she had of moving her hands and head . I declare it almost seems as if she was right here in this room instead of being over there in the churchyard . I wish you 'd light the lamp , Master . I feel kind of nervous . '' Eric rose and lighted the lamp , rather wondering at Mrs. Williamson 's unusual exhibition of nerves . She was generally so calm and composed . `` Thank you , Master . That 's better . I wo n't be fancying now that Margaret Gordon 's here listening to what I 'm saying . I had the feeling so strong a moment ago . `` I suppose you think I 'm a long while getting to Kilmeny , but I 'm coming to that . I did n't mean to talk so much about Margaret , but somehow my thoughts got taken up with her .
`` Well , XXXXX passed the Board and went to Queen 's Academy and got a teacher 's license .
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