Though , for that matter , even if there were , it would be no fault of Kilmeny 's and would make no difference to me as far as she is concerned . '' A sudden change swept over Janet Gordon 's face , quite marvelous in the transformation it wrought . Her grim mouth softened and a flood of repressed tenderness glorified her cold gray eyes . `` Well , then . '' she said almost triumphantly , `` since neither that nor her dumbness seems to be any drawback in your eyes I do n't see why you should not have the chance you want . Perhaps your world will say she is not good enough for you , but she is -- she is '' -- this half defiantly . `` She is a sweet and innocent and true-hearted lassie . She is bright and clever and she is not ill looking . Thomas , I say let the young man have his will . '' Thomas Gordon stood up , as if he considered the responsibility off his shoulders and the interview at an end . `` Very well , Janet , woman , since you think it is wise . And may God deal with him as he deals with her . Good evening , Master . I 'll see you again , and you are free to come and go as suits you . But I must go to my work now . I left my horses standing in the field . '' `` I will go up and send Kilmeny down , '' said Janet quietly . She lighted the lamp on the table and left the room . A few minutes later Kilmeny came down . Eric rose and went to meet her eagerly , but she only put out her right hand with a pretty dignity and , while she looked into his face , she did not look into his eyes .
`` You see I was right after all , XXXXX , '' he said , smiling .
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