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Pearl's eyes approved of each detail, from the way his hair waved and parted back; the dull gold and purple tie, which seemed to bring out the bronze tones in his hair and the steely gray of his eyes; the well-cut business suit of rough brown tweed, with glints of green and bronze, down to the dark brown, well-polished boots.

Lauder and I canna have the grandchildren we'd dreamed aboot to play at our knees. But we've one another still, and there's muckle tae be thankfu' for. One thing I liked fine aboot living in London as I did. I got to know my boy better than I could ha' done had we stayed at hame ayant the Tweed.

I've been in one, sure enough! Just saved myself." They hurried to where she was. Quest peered into the declivity down which she had slipped. Suddenly he gave vent to a little exclamation. At the same time Laura called out. An inch or two of tweed was clearly visible through the strewn leaves.

During the day, we paid a visit to Abbotsford, the splendid mansion of the late Sir Walter Scott, Bart. This beautiful seat is situated on the banks of the Tweed, just below its junction with the Gala Water. It is a dreary looking spot, and the house from the opposite side of the river has the appearance of a small, low castle.

Mackay, it being Sunday, favoured us with an excellent discourse on the Socinian controversy, which I wish my friend Mr. Laidlaw had heard. May 15. Dr. M. left us early this morning; and I rode and studied as usual, working at the Tales of My Grandfather. Our good and learned Doctor wishes to go down the Tweed to Berwick. It is a laudable curiosity, and I hope will be agreeably satisfied.

Shrimpton wished to see her. She started at the name. It was the detective inspector from Scotland Yard who had called upon her on a previous occasion. A few moments afterwards he was shown in, a tall figure in a rough tweed suit. "I really must apologize, Miss Ranscomb, for disturbing you, but I have heard news of Mr. Henfrey. He has been in Marseilles. Have you heard from him?"

That my friend succumbed, I admit; that he was his own judge, the severest, and passed and executed sentence on himself, I have now to show. I shall never forget the shock with which I read in the "Scotsman," under "Angling," the following paragraph: "Tweed. Strange Death of an Angler. An unfortunate event has cast a gloom over fishers in this district. As Mr.

Thus at Eton, though really only thirteenth man, he had played against Harrow; and now owing to unexpected deaths he had become the possessor of a charming seventeenth-century manor house on the northern Border a house that, lying in a deep crook of the Tweed and hidden by trees, had marvellously escaped the hand and torch of the raider.

Then we were snatched by rough tweed arms, a small, stiff moustache rasped our cheeks, and "Father!" we squealed, at last, in chorus. "I found I could catch an early train," he said, "so I just hopped on, for I was in a desperate hurry to see you. What are you doing here, at this hour?" He stared at the cobbler. "This is Mr. Martindale," I explained.

"If anybody wakes up this town it will be I," I said as I flung down the gauntlet with a high head. "Here, Molly, here are the keys of my office, and the spark-plug to the Hup; you can cut off a lock of my hair, and if Judy has got a cake I'll eat it out of your hands. Shall it be California or Nova Scotia? And I prefer my bride served in light gray tweed."