`` Blessings rather on the manly boy who would n't keep it under false colours , '' said the president with a smile . `` I think you are fortunate in your nephew , Mrs. Fraser . '' So Elliott Hanselpakker Campbell came back to Marwood the next year after all . The Girl at the Gate Something very strange happened the night old Mr. Lawrence died . I have never been able to explain it and I have never spoken of it except to one person and she said that I dreamed it . I did not dream it ... I saw and heard , waking . We had not expected Mr. Lawrence to die then . He did not seem very ill ... not nearly so ill as he had been during his previous attack . When we heard of his illness I went over to Woodlands to see him , for I had always been a great favourite with him . The big house was quiet , the servants going about their work as usual , without any appearance of excitement . I was told that I could not see Mr. Lawrence for a little while , as the doctor was with him . Mrs. Yeats , the housekeeper , said the attack was not serious and asked me to wait in the blue parlour , but I preferred to sit down on the steps of the big , arched front door . It was an evening in June . Woodlands was very lovely ; to my right was the garden , and before me was a little valley abrim with the sunset . In places under the big trees it was quite dark even then . There was something unusually still in the evening ... a stillness as of waiting . It set me thinking of the last time Mr. Lawrence had been ill ... nearly a year ago in August . One night during his convalescence I had watched by him to relieve the nurse . He had been sleepless and talkative , telling me many things about his life . Finally he told me of Margaret .
I knew a little about her ... XXXXX she had been his sweetheart and had died very young .
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