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Donald Bane is stooping over a tin basin on a chair, with his hair and face soap-sudded and his eyes tight shut, which fact being observed by his friend Dougall, induces that worthy to cry, "Tonal', man look here. Did iver man or wuman see the likes o' that!"
"Well, Dougall," interrupted Lumley at this point, "it will be better to dry your garments than discuss the question just now. We will encamp here, so go to work, boys." There was no need for more.
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Slowly opening my eyes I became aware of the fact that I was lying in front of a blazing fire, surrounded by Big Otter, Blondin, and Dougall, who stood gazing at me with anxious looks, while Henri Coppet knelt at my side, attempting to pour some warm tea down my throat. "Dere now, monsieur," said Coppet, who was rather fond of airing his English, especially when excited, "Yoos kom too ver queek.
"Nothing wrong, I hope, Dougall," said I with some anxiety, on observing that the man was perspiring and panting vehemently. "No, no, nothin' wrong, Muster Maxby, only it's runnin' aboot the wuds I've been, lookin' for ye an' skirlin' like a pair o' pipes.
Here! wow! but it seems a fery frundly jack-fush that whatever." Amid much spluttering, Salamander was hauled out, and, regardless of his mishap, both he and Donald immediately joined the others in securing their prey. "It wass a grand haul, man, Tonald," said Dougall that night at supper. "Oo ay, Shames. It was no that paad," replied Donald.
"And to remind Donald Bane and James Dougall," said I, "of Loch Lomond or Loch Ness." "I rather think," said Lumley, "that it strikes Dougall as having more resemblance to Loch Awe, if we may judge from the awesome expression of his face."
"All that would be verra unpleasant, Tonald," said Dougall, with a humorous glance from the corners of his small grey eyes, "but I duffer with ye in opeenion." "You would duffer in opeenion with the Apostle Paul if he wass here," said the other, rising, as his pipe was by that time well alight, and resuming his work, "but we'll better obey Muster Lumley's orders than argufy about him."
"Yonder comes better meat for supper," he replied, pointing towards a neighbouring height, where we could see the forms of two men approaching, with the carcase of a deer between them. It was Donald Bane and James Dougall who had been thus successful.
He's been to school among thae Englishers, an' can use his fists, let me tell you." At this Dougall held up a clenched hand, hard and knuckly from honest toil, that was nearly as big as a small ham. Regarding it with much complacency he said, slowly: "An' don't you think, Tonald, that I could use my fist too?"
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