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In the afternoon the snow ceased to fall, but the dusk came on early notwithstanding, for the sky was blotted over with driving clouds. At the head of Glen Roy the MacDonalds, who had lost their bauchles of brogues in the pass, started to a trot, and as the necessity was we had to take up the pace too.
She blushed to the eyes. "O, Edom, it's for you!" she said. "It's slippers. I I hae never made ye any." "Ye daft auld wife!" returned his lordship. "A bonny figure I would be, palmering about in bauchles!" The next day, at the hour of her walk, Kirstie interfered.
In the morning Bryde was up and crying that the sun was shining, and that it would be time to be on the road. "You will not be last at your ain wedding," he would say to Hugh, for the boy was not very clever with his fingers that day; but we gave him a good jorum, and he brisked up at that, and we got on the horses and away, with the bauchles raining round our lugs and the horses sketch.
"I am sorry," she went on, and there was no mistake about it, for her grief was in her face. "I am sorry, but you must forget, my dear. I am wae for you, Gilian, and I cannot help you, though I would tramp from here to Carlisle in my bauchles if it would bring her to you." "You maybe would not need to go so far," he answered abruptly.
She blushed to the eyes. "O, Edom, it's for you!" she said. "It's slippers. I I hae never made ye any." "Ye daft auld wife!" returned his lordship. "A bonny figure I would be, palmering about in bauchles!" The next day, at the hour of her walk, Kirstie interfered.
'Preserve's a'! cried Rob; but or he could say anither word, butt the house, scushlin in her bauchles, comes Nancy, rinnin', an' opens the door wi' a scraich: 'Preserve's a'! quo' she, 'Robert, the lum's in a low! An' fegs! atween the twa reeks, to sunder them, there was nothing but Nancy hersel.
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