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It is inconceivable. They have the strangest aversion to foreigners too." "Some of them haven't," said Cleary. "Chung Tu is a friendly old soul, if he is cracked. He says he believes the Powers have been turned loose on his country to punish them for having invented gunpowder. He laughs at Cope's inventions.
Cope! Breathless the Highland army reached the top of the hill; they had gained that point of vantage. Eagerly they looked down the zigzags on the further side; to their amazement not a man was to be seen, their road lay open before them! When they learned from deserters the course Cope's army had taken, they were as much disappointed as triumphant.
But just as he had ordered Evan with a small party on this duty, the news of Cope's having marched into the Highlands, to meet and disperse the forces of the Chevalier ere they came to a head, obliged him to join the standard with his whole forces.
She thought suddenly of Arthur Lemoyne; he, by comparison, seemed like a dark, yielding plum-pudding. On the way into town Medora had had Hortense sit in front with Peter. This arrangement had enabled her to lay her hand more than once on Cope's, and to tell him again that he had been rather badly treated, and that Amy, when you came to it, was a poor slight child who scarcely knew her own mind.
All his quick intellect and good instruction seemed to have perished away, and the last time he went to Mr. Cope's, he sat as if he were stupid or asleep, and when a question came to him, sat with his mouth open like silly Bill Pridden. Mr.
But he was relying still more on a sudden defection or lapse which had left the dramatic club without a necessary actor at a critical time. "It's me, or postponement," he said; "and I think it's me." The new opportunity or bare chance loomed before him with immensity. Cope's affair might wait. He would even risk Cope's running over to Randolph's place alone.
Among the volunteers who had recently joined the Prince was an East Lothian laird called Anderson. He had often shot over the fields about Prestonpans. During the night he suddenly remembered a path which led from the heights, down through the morass on to the plain, slightly to the east of Cope's army.
No, they would take the shore itself open to the wide firmament, clear of all snares, and free from every disconcerting sight. "Poor Carolyn!" said Medora presently. "How fluttered and inefficient she was! A good secretary in a routine way but so lacking in initiative and self-possession!" Cope's look tended to become a stare.
The window was open, but the blind was not drawn; and almost at the same moment the gate opened, some one looked out, and seeing him, waved his hand and arm in joyful signal towards some one within, and this gesture set Mr. Cope's heart at rest. Was it Harold?
Cope had modestly slipped on a coat. The fire was dying that was the only difference between twelve o'clock and ten. "If I had known what was going to happen," declared Medora volubly, "I never could have gone to bed at all! And to think" here she left Carolyn's end of the settle and drew nearer to Cope's "that I should ever have even thought of coming out here without a man!"
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