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He went on regretting to Evan Dhu the death of an aged man, Donnacha an Amrigh, or Duncan with the Cap, 'a gifted seer, who foretold, through the second sight, visitors of every description who haunted their dwelling, whether as friends or foes. 'Nothing equal to his father, replied Donald Bean.
"She wants a wig, for one thing," said Shenac Dhu. "Well, no; I calculate she'll get along without that as well as most folks. I don't see as you spoiled your looks, for all Mrs More said," he added, as he touched with his long forefinger one of the little rings that clustered round Shenac's head.
Yes; it was the sound of weeping not loud and bitter, but as when a "weaned child" has quieted itself, and sobs and sighs through its slumbers. "Alone with God and her sorrow!" Shenac Dhu dared not enter; nor shall we. When a stricken soul lies in the dust before God, no eye should gaze, no lip tell the story.
There was one at Cannes. "Don't think I'm not interested in hearing about pictures, because I am, but I must look at your ring, it's so like mine. This one was given to me by an Irishman, who said the curse of Moreen Dhu would be upon me if I gave it away." "But who is Moreen Dhu? I never heard of her." "You mustn't ask me; I'm not a bit an intelligent woman.
I ought to have mentioned, that, passing through the inner gateway of the castle, we saw the round tower, and glanced into the dungeon, where the Roderic Dhu of Scott's poem was left to die. It is one of the two round towers, between which the portcullis rose and fell.
The vague, but strongly expressed warnings which she had previously heard from Nelly, and the earnest admonitions which that person had given her to beware of evil designs on the part of Donnel Dhu and his daughter, now rushed upon her mind; and she stood looking upon the desolate girl with feelings that it is difficult to describe.
To her window in the old house of Maam would Nan come in the mornings, and the beauty of Dhu Loch would quell the song upon her lips. It touched her with some melancholy influence.
"So I have," said Alan, drawing a little book from his pocket. "I'm going to read to you." Sandy glanced at the book. "Not poetry, Chief!" he said with alarm. "Surely you don't mean that!" "It isn't just poetry," said Alan. "It's a story about Roderick Dhu and Clan Alpine, and hunting deer in these very mountains. You'll like it, I know." Sandy groaned and laid his head on his arm.
"May I?" said Shenac Dhu a little wistfully. "Well, I will," she added, laughing. "But, Shenac, I cannot help it. I am surprised that Allister should turn out a rich man. He is far too good for the like of that. But there is one good thing come out of it my father has got quit of the land. You can never cast that up again, Shenac Bhan." Shenac Bhan's cheek was crimsoned.
I shall not need anything till my Shenac comes." Shenac Dhu went out and opened the door of her sister's room. Little Flora was sleeping sweetly, but there was no Shenac. Very softly she went here and there, looking and listening in vain. The late moon, just rising, cast long shadows on the dewy grass as she opened the door and looked out.
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