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Fergus's people, and a fine clan regiment from Badenoch, commanded by Cluny Mac-Pherson, had the rear. They had passed a large open moor, and were entering into the enclosures which surround a small village called Clifton. The winter sun had set, and Edward began to rally Fergus upon the false predictions of the Grey Spirit.
"Gerald," exclaimed his uncle, with a ring of gladness in his voice, all the more that it was plain that the rower was indeed Gerald, and he began to hail those on shore, while Fergus's head rose up from the bottom of the boat. In a few moments they were close to the quay, and the little sodden mass that purported to be Fergus was calling out "Aunt Jane! Oh, I've lost such a bit of aralia.
'Were it not for the recollection of Fergus's raillery, thought Waverley to himself, when he had perused this long and grave document, how very tolerably would all this sound, and how little should I have thought of connecting it with any ludicrous idea!
But for a Juliet would it be handsome to interfere with Fergus's pretensions? though it is impossible they can ever succeed; and should they miscarry, what then? why then alors comme alors. And with this resolution of being guided by circumstances did our hero commit himself to repose.
If he has to sit up nights to do it, he'll try to get back on O'Ryan. He'll sit up nights, but he'll do it, if he can. And whatever it is, it won't be pretty." Outside the door they met Gow Johnson, excitement in his eyes. He heard Fergus's last words. "He'll see Orion rising if he sits up nights," Gow Johnson said. "The game is with Terry at last."
The place of Fergus's confinement was a gloomy and vaulted apartment in the central part of the Castle; a huge old tower, supposed to be of great antiquity, and surrounded by outworks, seemingly of Henry VIII's time, or somewhat later.
Disguising as well as he could the agitation of his mind, Waverley asked for what joyful occasion Miss Mac-Ivor made such ample preparation. 'It is for Fergus's bridal, she said, smiling. 'Indeed! said Edward; 'he has kept his secret well. I hope he will allow me to be his bride's-man. 'That is a man's office, but not yours, as Beatrice says, retorted Flora.
Disguising as well as he could the agitation of his mind, Waverley asked for what joyful occasion Miss Mac-Ivor made such ample preparation. 'It is for Fergus's bridal, she said, smiling. 'Indeed! said Edward; 'he has kept his secret well. I hope he will allow me to be his bride's-man. 'That is a man's office, but not yours, as Beatrice says, retorted Flora.
They had, the same antique and regular correctness of profile; the same dark eyes, eyelashes, and eyebrows; the same clearness of complexion, excepting that Fergus's was embrowned by exercise, and Flora's possessed the utmost feminine delicacy. But the haughty, and somewhat stern regularity of Fergus's features was beautifully softened in those of Flora.
He never forgot this warning, and he was very careful to keep himself straight, both because he was naturally a good man, and for fear of the air-demons. Some time before the occurrence about to be related, one of Fergus's children, a sweet little girl about seven years of age, fell ill and died.
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