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Updated: June 20, 2025
Crua Breck was at least a mile from any other house unless, indeed, the ruined and tenantless cottage of Inganess merited the name. Carver Kinlay had lived there as long as I could remember; but the fact that the fisher folks often spoke of him as a "ferry jumper" implied that he was still regarded as a foreigner on Orcadian soil.
What her possible reason for going down to the cave might be, I did not pause to reflect, further than surmising the probability of her having had some quarrel with her father, and of her having run away from Crua Breck as she had once threatened to do. But why do this on such a night of storm? The first thing to be done was to ascertain beyond doubt if Thora was now in the cave.
And now I'm to go up to the schoolhouse and tell him what shall I tell him, Halcro?" "Just tell him this, Davie: that the last time I saw poor Colin Lothian was when we were in Gray's Inn. That I went straight home from the Falcon, and never left the house till the servant woman at Crua Breck knocked me up to seek for Thora.
I hurriedly drew on some clothes and opened the outer door. A wild gust of wind and snow swished in upon me, and in the deep snow outside there stood a woman holding a lighted lantern. "Please d'ye ken anything about Thora Kinlay?" said she; and I recognized Ann, the servant woman of Crua Breck. "Anything about Thora?" I asked, surprised at the inquiry. "Why, Ann, what's gone wrong wi' her?"
"That's a strange thing you're telling me, Halcro. I never heard of it before. And what ship was it that was wrecked?" "The Undine." "The Undine! I've seen that name on a box at Crua Breck that father keeps his money in. But tell me all about it. Did Captain Ericson tell you about the wreck?" "No. I only heard of it a week before he was drowned.
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