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I send M. d'Éon to withdraw the Swiss and Grenadiers of Champagne, who are holding in check the Scottish Highlanders lining the wood on the crest of the mountain, whence they have caused us much annoyance. The English outposts were driven in; but, after that was done, the French advance was checked by the plaided Gael: d'Éon did not quell the mountaineer As their tinchel quells the game.
"By my hand and word," said the harsh stranger, "your talk makes me think of a small boy or of an idiot." "Take heed, sir," said Fionn, "for the champions and great dragons of the Gael are standing by you, and around us there are fourteen battles of the Fianna of Ireland."
Before dinner he rapped at her door. "Joan, will you do me a favor?" A pause, then, in her sweet, vibrant voice, she answered, "I'd be doin' anything fer you, Mr. Gael." "Then, put on these things for dinner instead of your own clothes, will you?" She opened the door and he piled into her arms a mass of shining silk, on top of it a pair of gorgeous Chinese slippers.
The Arvernii seem to have been Gael rather than Cymri, and the mountain chief, Titus Julius Verronax, as the Romans rendered his name of Fearnagh, was of the purest descent. He had thick, wavy chestnut hair, not cut so short as that of the Romans, though kept with the same care.
Jasper wished that he knew more of the history back of Pierre and the girl. A man could do little but look out for his own interests, when he worked in the dark. Which would be the better man for Jane? this Jane so trained, so educated, so far removed superficially from the ungrammatical, bronzed, clumsily dressed, graceful visitor. In every worldly respect, doubtless, Prosper Gael.
Poor, persecuted, downtrodden, the land of the Gael still remains the seminary of the world's apostles. The foreign missions always appealed to the Irish people and "the limits of the earth have heard the voice" of its zealous missionaries. Does not France, notwithstanding the persecution of the Church by its government, still remain the great missionary country of the world?
"These things, Mr. Gael," she said, "they must have been made for a tall child." Prosper had too far tempted his pain, and in her vivid phrase it came to life before him. She had painted a startling picture and he had seen that suit, so small and trim, before. Joan saw his face grow white, his eyes stared through her. He drew a quick breath and winced away from her, hiding his face in his hands.
Gael, sweepin', washin', cookin', ain't all that a woman's work?" "Men can do it so much better," said Prosper, blowing forth a cloud of blue cigarette smoke and brushing it impatiently aside so that he could smile at her evident offense and perplexity. "But they don't do it better. They're as messy an' uncomfortable as they can be when there ain't no woman to look after 'em."
He traveled with the wind like a blown rag, and, stopping only for a few hours' rest at the ranger station, made the journey home by morning of the second day. And on the journey he definitely made up his mind concerning Joan. Prosper Gael was a man of deliberate, though passionate, imagination.
He was, in fact, by race and descent, almost a pure Gael, and at Malcolm's court must have spoken only Gaelic. Of his three half-brothers, Somarled and Brusi were not unwilling to give Thorfinn a share of the Orkney jarldom.
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