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"What do you want to make a show of her for, Bruce?" she remonstrated feelingly. "You can say all you have to say right here, can't you?" Then her breath caught in her throat and her heart gave a sudden flop, for, as Elinor raised her left hand there was a flash and glitter of gems a new splendid circle of diamonds scintillated on Elinor's third finger.

Sir Frederick Bruce, the British representative, wrote to Colonel Gordon after he was wounded at Kintang: "Be cautious of yourself. I beg you not to look upon your position merely from a military point of view. You have done quite enough for your reputation as a gallant and skilful leader.

He was at the pains to write a letter and address it to "the High Chief Tamasese" a device as old at least as the wars of Robert Bruce in order to bother the officials of the German post-office, in whose hands he persisted in leaving it, although the address was death to them and the distribution of letters in Samoa formed no part of their profession.

At present the people of Zayla are all orthodox Sunnites. Fish, as will be seen in these pages, is no longer a favourite article of diet. Bruce, book 8. Hence the origin of the trade between Africa and Cutch, which continues uninterrupted to the present time.

There was an embarrassed pause. 'So this is really the last time I'm to see you for ages, Mrs Ottley? 'But aren't we all going to the theatre tomorrow? With you, I mean? Bruce said so. 'Oh yes. I mean the last time alone. Yes, I've got a box for The Moonshine Girl. Bruce said you'd come. Lady Everard and Vincy will be there. 'That will be fun I love that sort of show.

It was a relief when again Laura joined them, dressed to go out. She and her lover left the house. Roger sat motionless for some time. His cigar grew cold unheeded. One of the sorrows of his life had been that his only son had died. Bruce had been almost like a son. But this young man of Laura's? No. Later he went for his evening walk.

That done, Wallace threw away his bough, leaped the narrow dike which lay in front of the camp; and with Bruce and Graham at the head of a chosen band of brave men, cautiously proceeded onward to reach the pavilion. At the moment he should blow his bugle, the divisions he had left with Lennox and Murray, and the Lord Mar, were to press forward to the same point.

The sacrifice could not but be painfully felt by a brave and haughty people, who had, during twelve generations, regarded the southern domination with deadly aversion, and whose hearts still swelled at the thought of the death of Wallace and of the triumphs of Bruce.

Bruce had vowed that so long as a stone remained unturned he would stay and turn it, but he had run out of stones. Three untried addresses were left in his note-book and he looked at them as he ate his frugal breakfast speculating as to which was nearest.

Think then of this, and let him not look down from his heavenly dwelling and see that Bruce despises the country for which he bled; that the now only hope of Scotland has sacrificed himself in a moment of inconsiderate revenge to the cruel hand which broke his dauntless heart!"