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In the fight I have so well avenged me that many a warrior's wife shall wail. If any question thee, tell him straight that, with my single hand, I slew an hundred." Then Hagen thought on the fiddler that old Hildebrand had slain, and he said to the knight, "Thou shalt pay for my teen. Thou hast robbed us of many a good warrior."
'But hae ye naething to tell me aboot yersel'? 'Oh, I have thoosands to tell, if I like, but I'm no' gaun to tell ye a thing, replied Liz flatly; but her candour did not even make Teen wince. She was used to it in the old days, and expected nothing else. 'Oh, jist as ye like, she answered serenely. 'But, tell me, did ye ever gang to London? 'No, replied Liz, 'I never went to London.
'Why should he do any such thing, when he is getting on so well? 'I am sure I dinna ken, replied Teen quietly, though she knew ay, as well as Gladys what it all meant. 'His faither's deid; he de'ed efter a week's illness, jist at the Fair time, an' he's gaun to tak' his mither wi' him. She's bidin' at Colquhoun Street the noo.
"What is thy name?" I asked her, and she replied, "I'm she Who burns the hearts of lovers on coals of love and teen." I made my moan unto her of passion and desire; "Upon a rock," she answered, "thy plaints are wasted clean." "Even if thy heart," I told her, "be rock in very deed, Yet hath God made fair water well from the rock, I ween."
'Nor I; ye can ask her, if ye like, responded Teen calmly; then quite suddenly she dropped her mask of indifference, and, laying her thin, worn fingers on his arm, lifted her penetrating eyes swiftly to his uneasy face. 'I say, where's Liz? 'How should I know? How dare you question me? he asked passionately.
'Hoo lang d'ye mean to bide here, Teen? queried Liz presently. 'It'll be a fortnicht the morn since we cam'. Teen did not at once reply. She had not dared to count the days, grudging their sweet passing, and it jarred upon her to hear Liz state the exact period, as if it had appeared to her very long. 'This is the nineteenth; it was the twenty-third, wasn't it, that Mrs.
Next morning Gladys drove her guest into Troon, and at sight of the great sea, its breast troubled with wintry storms, tossing and rolling in wildest unrest, Teen appeared for the first time really moved. 'It's fearsome, she said in an awe-stricken whisper, 'fearsome! Michty me, look at the waves! It's fearsome to look at. 'How odd that it should strike you so! exclaimed Gladys.
Every such encounter became a race, in which she pressed physically forward as if to urge her steed to the final effort. Never had Jenny teen so eager for victory, so elated when its certainty was confirmed. It was worth while to live for such experience. How she envied her driver!
'Well, I say, perhaps you can tell me something about her. She was as close as the grave, though we've been pals for a while; she'd not tell me a single thing. Why is she out on her own hook? Is there a man in the business? 'I dinna ken ony mair than you, said Teen, looking rather uncomfortable over this cross-examination. 'An' if ye'll tell me where her box is, I maun be gaun.
Evidently they found satisfaction in their survey of the stranger's face, for she laid down the paper, and gave her head a series of little nods. 'Gie her a chair, Teen, and shove the teapat on to the hob, she said, offering to her guest such hospitality as was in her power.
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