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The chief understood, and retracted. " no, not to please Ian, but to do what Ian showed me was right: I believe it was my duty! I hope it was! here's the murdering fellow sends me a cheque for ten pounds! I told you, Ian, he offered me ten pounds over the dead body!" "I daresay the poor fellow was sorely puzzled what to do, and appealed to everybody in the house for advice!"

Ian, a kinsman of the house, had been given, faute de mieux, this old, secret hold, far up, where at least he could see danger if it approached. Food had been stored for him here and sheepskins given for bedding. He was so masked by splintered and fallen pieces of rock that he might, with great precautions, kindle a fire. A spring like a fairy cup gave him water.

By the time the story was over, to which Mercy had listened without a word, they were alone in the great starry night, on the side of a hill, with the snow high above them, and the heavens above the snow, and the stars above the heavens, and God above and below everything. Only Ian felt his presence. Mercy had not missed him yet. She did not see much in the tale: how could she?

The fact is, that this elective power was, in cases of insanity, imbecility, or the like, exercised by the Celtic tribes; and though Ian Moidart was no chief by birth, yet by election he became so, and transmitted his power to his descendants, as would King William III., if he had had any.

He took off the collar as he spoke, and, with a return of his wonted heartiness, presented it to Elsie. There was something in his manner, however, which induced her to blush and hesitate. "Your kindness in searching for Tony we can never forget or repay," she said quickly, "and and " She paused. "Well, well," continued Ian, a little impatiently; "I did not mean to talk of Tony just now.

In a gun-emplacement a strange encounter took place at point-blank range between a group of Boers and of Britons. De Villiers of the Free State shot Miller-Wallnut dead, Ian Hamilton fired at de Villiers with his revolver and missed him. Young Albrecht of the Light Horse shot de Villiers. A Boer named de Jaeger shot Albrecht. Digby-Jones of the Sappers shot de Jaeger.

"Because I will speak for God even to the face of my mother!" answered Ian. "He is more to me than you, mother ten times more." "You speak against God, Ian," she rejoined, calmed by the feeling she had roused. "No, mother. He speaks against God who says he does things that are not good. It does not make a thing good to call it good. I speak FOR him when I say lie cannot but give fair play.

In the centre Colonel Ian Hamilton commanded the Devons, the Gordons, the Manchesters, and the 2nd battalion of the Rifle Brigade, which marched direct into the battle from the train which had brought them from Durban. Six batteries of artillery were massed in the centre under Colonel Downing.

It was accomplished at last, however, and several additional heavy logs were leaned upon the main one to increase its weight. "If he returns this way at all, he will come in the evening," muttered Ian to himself, as he sat down on a stump and surveyed his handiwork with a smile of satisfaction.

But then the rain came, a persistent, soaking rain. Milly always went to her district on Tuesdays, no matter what the weather, and this time she caught a cold. Ian urged her to stop in bed next morning. He himself had to be in College early, and could not come home till the afternoon. It was still raining and the early falling twilight was murky and brown.