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And Gilchrist if Ronny had only kent Gilchrist and his men shifted a little among the bushes, and old Dol Beag was there among them trembling a little and his mouth praying. John McCook came close to Bryde McBride, and pointed to the very place where the gangers were lying waiting. "Would there be something moving there among the bushes?" said he. "A sheep maybe," said Bryde.
"We will forget her, Mistress Helen what have I to be doing except to be a loyal kinsman to her?" and here the drollest laughing came over Helen. "I am sure she will be loving that," said she, "a loyal kinsman." And although her breath was still flurried with her swift rage, her eyes were laughing at the man. "I can never be in anger with you, Bryde," said she. "I wish it were not so."
He felt her hand trembling in his, and then she raised her head with a questioning little sound at her lips, and looked at him, and smiled, pouting. "And must I beg," she whispered. "I think," said Bryde, "that the horses are rested." The light left her eyes, as the sea darkens when a cloud comes over the sun. Red surged the blood over throat and face and brow.
The white was streaking in the redness of his face, and he was shaking. Bryde put the boy in his mother's arms, and it is droll, but Belle went to the side of her man. "Dan," said she, "I have brought you your son," and she looked from one to the other, her lips quivering. Bryde opened his mouth to speak, looking at his father a long level look. "You are a fine man," said he, "my father."
Ye will have heard that Mistress Helen was a bold rider, but you were not seeing Margaret that night. It has come to me since that she would be like Bryde in her rage. She had the black at the stretch of his gallop, and cutting him with the whip, and a ruthlessness like cold iron was in her voice when she spoke to him.
"It is not me you are liking," said she, and put his hand from her neck, "for last night you did not come home and me waiting." "I could not be coming home, my lass," said he, "for the young mistress made me stop at my mother's, and Bryde McBride, the sailor, rode with her."
For, indeed, on such an occasion the half of a parish would be merry with the eating of hens and drinking of spirit, and the piping and dancing. "I will be there," said Dan, "and my son Bryde.
There was one that never doubted Belle, and after eighteen years she was little changed, a weary look sometimes in her eyes, for was she not like a wild thing chained, but more like a sister to Bryde than a mother.
Ha, Saint Bryde o' the Mountains," says he to Bryde, "well done, sir," for Mistress Helen, with a quick flashing upward glance, had rendered her little hand for salutation. And at his words I saw, like a flash, a look of cold hate leap in the blue eyes of Margaret McBride.
"I am not to be touching that man," said Bryde, and his face was dark red. "Have I to live to see one of my name a coward a bastard and a coward?" "By the living God, you lie, Hugh McBride," said Bryde through his teeth, and struck Hugh on the mouth with the back of his hand.
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