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The local names of gaps and heights in this neighbourhood are highly descriptive, and sometimes weirdly suggestive; we have had Cat's Stairs, and now we come to Bogle Hole, Bloody Gap, and Thorny Doors. A little further west from here the very considerable remains of a mile-castle may be seen, in which a tombstone was found doing duty as a hearth-stone.
Angus turned, to find that he was being addressed by a short, stout private of the draft, in a kilt much too big for him. "Indeed, that is so," he replied politely. "What is your name?" "Peter Bogle, sirr. I am frae oot of Kirkintilloch." Evidently gratified by the success of his conversational opening, the little man continued "I would like fine for tae get a contrack oot here after the War.
Lorrimer had said to Mm as they walked together to the fray, "Cathro's loon may compose the better of the two, but, as I understand, the first years of his life were spent in London, and so he may bogle at the Scotch." But the Dominie replied, "Don't buoy me up on a soap bubble.
The time was stale, it was to be admitted, for incidents of magnitude; the September hush was in full possession, at the end of the dull day, and a couple of the long windows stood open to the balcony that overhung the desolation the balcony from which Maggie, in the springtime, had seen Amerigo and Charlotte look down together at the hour of her return from the Regent's Park, near by, with her father, the Principino and Miss Bogle.
Finally the Robin marched over to Maida’s side and the Bogle followed. “Tell me about the game you were playing,” Maida said. “I never heard of it before.” “’Tain’t any game,” the Bogle said. “We were just boneying,” the Robin explained. “Didn’t you ever boney anything?” “No.” “Why, you boneys things in store windows,” the Robin went on. “You always boney with somebody else.
Was it ever yet heard that brownie or bogle mixed colours for a painter? Nay, touch me, and see whether I am not of sinful Scots flesh and blood"; and thereon I laughed aloud, knowing what caused his fear, and merry at the sight of it, for he had ever held tales of "diablerie," and of wraiths and freits and fetches, in high scorn.
Was it a beast or was it a man?" "If you don't sleep to-night," he said, "you'll be off your head to-morrow." I stood up in front of him. "What was that thing that came after me?" I asked. He looked me squarely in the eyes, and twisted his mouth askew. His eyes, which had seemed animated a minute before, went dull. "From your account," said he, "I'm thinking it was a bogle."
They went in to receive the boy, upon whose introduction to the room by Miss Bogle Charlotte and the Prince got up seemingly with an impressiveness that had caused Miss Bogle not to give further effect to her own entrance.
"Ye can du as yer lordship likes," answered Miss Horn, "but I wadna hae 't said o' me 'at I had ony dealin's wi' her. Wha kens but she micht say ye tried to bribe her? There's naething she wad bogle at gien she thoucht it worth her while. No 'at I 'm feart at her. Lat her lee! I'm no sae blate but Only dinna lippen till a word she says, my lord." The marquis hesitated.
Her death, of course, may have had nothing at all to do with the candle episode, yet it struck me then as an odd coincidence, and seems all the more strange to me after hearing your account of the bogle that touched your dear father in the road, so near the spot where the Holkitts' house once stood.
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