"
"He wrote very nicely to her, and so did Elfie," said her mother.
"And Armine wrote a charming little note, which pleased Primrose best
of all."
"Poor Armine has felt all most deeply," said Babie. "Do you remember
when he thought it his mission to die and do good to Bobus? Well, he
was sure that, though, as he said, his own life then was too shallow
and unreal for his death to have done any good, Jock was meant to
produce the effect."
"And he has—-"
"Yes, but by life, not death! Armie could hardly believe it. You
know he was with us at Christmas; and when he found that Bobus was to
be led not by sorrow, but by this Primrose path, it was quite funny
to see how surprised he was."
"Yes," said Mrs. Evelyn, "he went about moralising on the various
remedies that are applied to the needs of human nature."
"It made into a poem at last, such a pretty one," said Babie. "And
he says he will be wiser all his life for finding things turn out so
unlike all his expectations."
"I have a strange feeling of peace about all my children," said
Caroline. "I do feel as if my dream had come true, and life, true
life, had wakened them all."
"Yes," said Mrs. Evelyn, "I think they all, in their degree, may be
said to have learnt or be learning the way to true Magnum Bonum.
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