- Except this.  That as they were assembled in the old Hall, by no 
other light than that of a great fire (having dined early), the 
shadows once more stole out of their hiding-places, and danced 
about the room, showing the children marvellous shapes and faces on 
the walls, and gradually changing what was real and familiar there, 
to what was wild and magical.  But that there was one thing in the 
Hall, to which the eyes of Redlaw, and of Milly and her husband, 
and of the old man, and of the student, and his bride that was to 
be, were often turned, which the shadows did not obscure or change.  
Deepened in its gravity by the fire-light, and gazing from the 
darkness of the panelled wall like life, the sedate face in the 
portrait, with the beard and ruff, looked down at them from under 
its verdant wreath of holly, as they looked up at it; and, clear 
and plain below, as if a voice had uttered them, were the words.

Lord keep my Memory green.

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