She just sat in her room most of the time and stared at the wall with such awful eyes . Father implored her to speak and forgive him , but she never gave any sign that she heard him . `` I have n't come to the worst yet , Master . Father sickened and took to his bed . Margaret would not go in to see him . Then one night Thomas and I were watching by him ; it was about eleven o'clock . All at once he said , '' ` Janet , go up and tell the lass ' -- he always called Margaret that -- it was a kind of pet name he had for her -- ` that I 'm deein ' and ask her to come down and speak to me afore I 'm gone . ' `` Master , I went . Margaret was sitting in her room all alone in the cold and dark , staring at the wall . I told her what our father had said . She never let on she heard me . I pleaded and wept , Master . I did what I had never done to any human creature -- I kneeled to her and begged her , as she hoped for mercy herself , to come down and see our dying father . Master , she would n't ! She never moved or looked at me . I had to get up and go downstairs and tell that old man she would not come . '' Janet Gordon lifted her hands and struck them together in her agony of remembrance . `` When I told father he only said , oh , so gently , '' ` Poor lass , I was too hard on her . She isna to blame . But I canna go to meet her mother till our little lass has forgie 'n me for the name I called her .
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