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Now it all comes this is she likely, or not likely, to prove a sigher?" "A what?" said Macleod, apparently awakening from a trance. "A sigher. A woman who goes about the house all day sighing, whether over your sins or her own, she won't tell you." "Indeed, I cannot say," Macleod said, laughing. "I should hope not. I think she has excellent spirits."

Oh heavens! to have my Sylvia in my power, favoured by silence, night and safe retreat! then, then, to lie a tame cold sigher only, as if my Sylvia gave that assignation alone by stealth, undressed, all loose and languishing, fit for the mighty business of the night, only to hear me prattle, see me gaze, or tell her what a pretty sight it was to see the moon shine through the dancing boughs.

The process of disenchantment is one of the saddest and one of the commonest things in life; whether the cause of it be the golden youth who, apparently a very Bayard before marriage, after marriage gradually reveals himself to be hopelessly selfish, or develops a craving for brandy, or becomes merely brutal and ill-tempered; or whether it is the creature of all angelic gifts and graces who, after her marriage, destroys the romance of domestic life by her slatternly ways, or sinks into the condition of a confirmed sigher, or in time discovers to her husband that he has married a woman comprising in herself, to use the American phrase, nine distinct sorts of a born fool.

Hope for the best that you and she mayn't quarrel, and that she mayn't prove a sigher. Now what do you think of this house? I consider it an uncommon good dodge to put each person's name outside his bedroom door; there can't be any confounded mistakes and women squealing if you come up late at night. Why, Macleod, you don't mean that this affair has destroyed all your interest in the shooting?

But I am sensible, that if there be anything good about my poetry or prose either, it is a hurried frankness of composition which pleases soldiers, sailors, and young people of bold and active disposition. I have been no sigher in shades no writer of "Songs and sonnets and rustical roundelays, Framed on fancies, and whistled on reeds."