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A personal mark was referred to, which was known to have been borne by the infant child of Sir Duncan, and which appeared upon the left shoulder of Annot Lyle. It was also well remembered, that when the miserable relics of the other children had been collected, those of the infant had nowhere been found.
Oh, Annot! Annot!" and even the manly dignity of M. Chapeau succumbed to tears. "It's no good talking," said she, greatly softened; "for you can't have loved me, and treated me as you did this day, letting me walk all alone from St. Laud, without so much as a word or a look; and that before all the people: and I that went merely to walk back with you. Oh!
"Yet the very doubt," pleaded Annot, "should make you forbear to use this language to me." "I know," said M'Aulay, "it places a bar between us but I know also that it divides you not so inseparably from Menteith.
By the blessed mass, M. Chapeau, I don't know what the girl's crying for." "Do you love your own little Annot so very, very much?" said she, and she put her soft arm round his rough neck, and placed her cheek quite close to his. "There, Annot; why what nonsense, girl! Don't you know I love you? didn't you hear me say so this minute?
It was necessary, for many reasons, that Angus M'Aulay, so long the kind protector of Annot Lyle, should be made acquainted with the change in the fortunes of his late protege; and Montrose, as he had undertaken, communicated to him these remarkable events.
It was heartless, too, of Annot to say such things at such a time, just as he was going to leave her, on the eve of battle, and when he had left his own master, and all the glorious confusion and good living in at Durbelliere, merely that he might spend his last quiet day in her company.
"They belong to me alone, Annot," said Allan, interrupting her; "they were my mother's dying bequest. They are all I can call my own, except my plaid and my claymore. Take them, therefore they are to me valueless trinkets and keep them for my sake should I never return from these wars." So saying, he opened the case, and presented it to Annot.
So Chapeau lighted his pipe, and sat himself down opposite the smith, and Annot retired to her own little sleeping chamber, where she might conveniently hear what her father and lover said to each other, respecting her intended nuptials. "Well, Michael Stein, my old friend," said Jacques; "these are glorious times, are they not?
"That is all; but Cathelineau," said Annot, "he is the finest fellow of them all. I'd sooner have Cathelinean for my lover, than the Duc de Chartres, and he's the king's cousin." "You are a foolish girl, Annot," said Chapeau. "You might as well want the picture of St. John out of the church window down yonder, and take that for your lover, as Cathelineau. Don't you know he's the Saint of Anjou?"
"Indeed I do, Annot, and love him dearly; he is an old sweetheart of mine." "He's too young to have a sweetheart yet, Mademoiselle; but you'll see some of the ladies will be quarrelling for him yet, when he's a year or two older. Well, after sending Jacques over here, he went back as bold as possible into the middle of the republicans, before Santerre and all. M. Denot was at his worst then.
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