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Updated: May 28, 2025
In 'Tur-rble Tom; or, th' Boys iv Ninety-eight, that I see wanst, th' man that's th' main guy iv th' thing he waits till ivry wan has said what he has to say, an' he has a clean field; an' thin he jumps in as th' man that plays th' big dhrum gives it an upper cut. But with this here play iv 'Cyrus O'Bergerac' 'tis far diff'rent.
Payne the Vannecks might be making: and it occurred to him that some such complication as this might arise. He thought if Mr. and Mrs. Or else I could go and stay at Dunelin Castle at Dhrum, for they are willing to visit him there if I do. It has been let to him for years, you know.
There was excitement in it, which she had not experienced since early married days. Then she had had to do with another MacDonald, and even a Hillard could without disgrace afford to be mastered by a MacDonald of Dhrum. "When I've put your granddaughter into more suitable guardianship than mine," Somerled went on quickly, "I'll write and tell you." "Suitable guardianship!
She knew the history of every other woman who had ever lived here since the place was built in the seventeenth century by an Alexander Hillard, an ancestor of Grandma's. A forbidding old prig he must have been, judging from the portrait over the dining-room mantelpiece, a worthy forbear of Ann Hillard, who had married Barrie's grandfather, John MacDonald of Dhrum.
Somerled has arrived here with my cousins the MacDonalds from London and I am invited to make visit Dunelin Castle at Dhrum. Do please let me go, unless you can have me. They will bring me back first to see you unless that inconvenient. Have just posted you long letter, but hope you will wire answer to this. "How simply fatal!" Barbara remarked, so calmly that Aline could have boxed her ears.
I have just found this out since crossing the border. And am I not a MacDonald of Dhrum? I can't say that the first Scots I met men, women, or children looked like descendants of the robber hordes who used to make the Borderland their home; yet I paid them the compliment to believe they were such.
The others would hardly look at it, except one quite horrid man who squeezed my hand when I was showing him the brooch, and that made me behave so rudely to him he went away at once." "Was your father a MacDonald of Dhrum?" asked the man who had not squeezed her hand, and exhibited no wish to do so, though his eyes never left her face. "Yes. Why, do you know our tartan and crest?"
'I had it right befure I come up, he says, 'but I missed me holt whin th' crowd come. Me heart's broke, he says. 'Th' cornet's not ye'er insthrument, says Dorsey. 'Ye shud thry to play th' base dhrum. It's asier." "Is that all that's going on?" asked Mr. McKenna. "That an' th' death iv wan iv Hinnissy's goats, Marguerite. No, no, not that wan. That's Odalia. Th' wan with th' brown spots.
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