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“I like Mureth,” declared Lady Shaw. “There’s something about Mureth.”
“It does things to people,” Mamie agreed.
Lady Shaw considered this. It sounded silly, but was it really silly. People said that Mamie Johnstone was a fool, and it was true that sometimes she said things that sounded foolish … but the things she did were wise.
Mamie Johnstone, sister of Caroline Dering whom we met in Vittoria Cottage, and her husband Jock are popular figures in the village of Mureth, not far from the town of Drumburly in the Scottish Borders. Jock and Mamie have no children to inherit their farm, so they have adopted Caroline’s son James. But James arrives at Mureth a bit shell-shocked from having proposed to Rhoda Ware, a successful London artist he has loved for years, and being refused. James buries himself in farming with Jock, and takes comfort in the company of Holly Douglas, a niece of the local gentry.
Fortunately for all involved, there is Mamie to do wise things and ensure that all is put right in the end! This new edition features an introduction by Alexander McCall Smith.
“Mistress of the light novel” The Times
234 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1950
The view down the valley was wide and free; the winding river, the rounded, rolling hills. The air sparkled so that it was a positive joy to breathe . . . and over the whole place there was a stillness, a peaceful sort of feeling; it was like the feeling one has when the words of a benediction have been uttered and have died away.
Rhoda had quite a good brain (and knew it), but even she found the sermon “a bit stiff,” for Mr. Sim’s theme was the ethical interpretations of history and the varying interactions of the temporal and spiritual powers. As Rhoda looked round at her fellow-worshippers she could not help wondering whether they were taking it all in or whether their rapt expressions were due to pre-occupation with domestic affairs.
You don’t *like* London do you?”
“No, of course not. I’m really a country person.” She did not look like a country person. Even James, who knew very little about women’s clothes, had a feeling that Holly’s green frock was a town rather than a country garment and her shoes had been made to walk upon London pavements rather than in country lanes. He took her hand to help her down the uneven steps.
"She was like a person with too many clothes on, you know. She couldn't feel the warmth of the sun"
It is curious but true those who make a habit of saying unkind things are often the most easily hurt and offended when their victims retaliate.
She knew how wonderful married life could be, but she knew it could be wonderful only if two people were absolutely right for one another and could share all of their pleasures and interests.