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He told me it was to be two o'clock afternoon. "And about the place?" I pursued. "Whatten place?" says Andie. "The place I'm to be landed at," said I. He owned there was nothing as to that. "Very well, then," I said, "this shall be mine to arrange.
Thrawn Janet is one of these, and the story of Tod Lapraik, told by Andie Dale in Catriona, is another. Stevenson himself declared that if he had never written anything except these two stories he would still have been a writer. We hope that there would be votes cast for Will o' the Mill, which is a lovely bit of literary workmanship. And there are a dozen besides these.
"I have fought as hard in your interest as you have fought against mine. And how came you here to-day?" he asked. "As the case drew out, I began to grow uneasy that I had clipped the period so fine, and I was even expecting you to-morrow. But to-day I never dreamed of it." I was not, of course, going to betray Andie. "I suspect there is some very weary cattle by the road," said I.
To what terrors they endured upon the rock, where they were now deserted without the countenance of any civilised person or so much as the protection of a Bible, no limit can be set, nor had they any brandy left to be their consolation, for even in the haste and secrecy of our departure Andie had managed to remove it.
One thing was certain Andie Lauriston was in greater danger now than at any moment since Ayscough found him leaving the shop, and she must save him against his own inclinations if need be. But before the train from the North was due, Zillah was fated to have yet another experience.
He looked at me, cast back his head, and laughed out loud. "Ay, you're funny, Mr. Dale," said I, "but perhaps if you glance an eye upon that paper you may change your note." The stupid Highlanders had taken from me at the time of my seizure nothing but hard money, and the paper I now showed Andie was an acknowledgment from the British Linen Company for a considerable sum. He read it.
The third man he hauled in was Billie Hurd. "Good Lord, Tommie," said Billie, "you hove a line over my head to Andie Howe." "You pop-eyed Spanish mackerel!" roared Clancy at him, "you ought to know by this time that Andie can't swim." "I know, but he was all oiled up, and look at me " "Go to hell," said Clancy.
"The Master of Lovat'll be a braw Whig," says I, "and a grand Presbyterian." "I ken naething by him," said he. "I hae nae trokings wi' Lovats." "No, it'll be Prestongrange that you'll be dealing with," said I. "Ah, but I'll no tell ye that," said Andie. "Little need when I ken," was my retort. "There's just the ae thing ye can be fairly sure of, Shaws," says Andie.
It was not to be believed that the old man had dropped it there no, affirmed Melky to himself, with conviction, that bit of personal property had been dropped there, out of a loose shirt-cuff by some man who had called on Daniel not long before Andie Lauriston had gone in, and who for some mysterious reason had scragged the old fellow. And now the question was who was that man?
"I think Andie Scougal's sold me him, or his mate, wha kennt some part of the affair or else Chairlie's clerk callant, which would be a pity too," says Alan; "and if you askit me for just my inward private conviction, I think there'll be heads cracked on Gillane Sands." "Alan," I cried, "if you're at all right, there'll be folk there and to spare. It'll be small service to crack heads."
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