'These chaps are easily stirred up,' he would say, 'and I am anxious
that they should know exactly what they are doing. It is far too serious
a business to trifle with.'
Although Graeme did not go downstairs to the meetings, he could not but
feel the throb of the emotion beating in the heart of the community.
I used to detail for his benefit, and sometimes for his amusement, the
incidents of each night. But I never felt quite easy in dwelling upon
the humorous features in Mrs. Mavor's presence, although Craig did not
appear to mind. His manner with Graeme was perfect. Openly anxious to
win him to his side, he did not improve the occasion and vex him with
exhortation. He would not take him at a disadvantage, though, as I
afterwards found, this was not his sole reason for his method. Mrs.
Mavor, too, showed herself in wise and tender light. She might have been
his sister, so frank was she and so openly affectionate, laughing at his
fretfulness and soothing his weariness.
Never were better comrades than we four, and the bright days speeding so
swiftly on drew us nearer to one another.
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