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No one in the glen would have addressed a minister thus except in a matter of life of death, and Gavin knew it. "He'll be ower late," the shepherd exclaimed, rubbing his hands together in distress. "I'm speaking o' Whinbusses' grieve. He has run for ropes, but he'll be ower late." "Is there some one in danger?" asked Gavin, who stood, he knew not where, with this man, enveloped in mist.
Gavin went off and Cartwright mused by the fire. The morning was raw and foggy, and if he went out, the damp might get at his throat; moreover, Gavin would reply to his letters. Cartwright had begun to feel it was time to let others work while he looked on.
He had been but an indifferent business man on a small salary before he fell upon the fat days of war, but now he had a servant and a position of authority. "Good-day, Mr. Holmes," he cried heartily. "Good-day, Miss Tilly, you're looking as lovely as ever, I see." Tilly gasped and giggled and took refuge in questioning Gavin as to whether it was number forty or fifty white spool his Aunt wanted.
On such a day, when even the dulseman had gone into shelter, and the women scudded by with their wrappers over their heads, came Gavin Birse to our door. Gavin, who was the Glen Quharity post, was still young, but had never been quite the same man since some amateurs in the glen ironed his back for rheumatism. I thought he had called to have a crack with me.
I tell you, the flood's greedy for him, and it'll hae him -Look, did you see him again?" "Is he living?" "We saw him move. Hst! Was that a cry?" It was only the howling of the dog, which had recognized its master and was peering over the bank, the body quivering to jump, but the legs restless with indecision. "If we were down there," Gavin said, "we could hold him secure till rescue comes.
"I suppose she'll gie you the money," she said, "and syne you'll gie me the seven shillings a week?" "That seems the best plan," Gavin answered. "And what will you gie it me in?" Nanny asked, with something on her mind. "I would be terrible obliged if you gae it to me in saxpences." "Do the smaller coins go farther?" Gavin asked, curiously. "Na, it's no that.
Gavin had an errand to Orchard Glen Mill, and on his way drove her over in the old box sleigh, promising to call for her early on his return. Auntie Janet had a few purchases she wanted him to make at the store in Orchard Glen, and when he had come back from the mill, Gavin tied his horse and ran into the store. Marmaduke was sitting tilted back on a chair behind the stove making love to Tilly.
But Chrif would not turn back. "I must find the pot of gold," he said, "it cannot now be far away." And Gavin and Andy went with him. "I should like to dip my fingers into your pot of gold," said Andy. "You shall have your share," said Chrif. "It is on the top of a pillar not far from the coast. If you'll stand below, I'll get on your shoulders, and then perhaps I can reach it."
I have the money," and next moment a snowball hit his hat. "That is for being cross," she explained, appearing so unexpectedly at his elbow that he was taken aback. "I had to come close up to you before I flung it, or it would have fallen over my shoulder. Why are you so nasty to-day? and, oh, do you know you were speaking to yourself?" "You are mistaken," said Gavin, severely.
Gavin shoved the angry dog aside, and opened the portal. He sprang out, the dog beside him. And as they did so, both of them crashed into a veranda couch which Hade, in escaping, had thrust across the closed doorway in anticipation of just such a move. Over went the couch, under the double impetus. By catching at the doorway frame, Gavin barely managed to save himself from a nasty fall.
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