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Already he was turning over in his mind the feasibility of Nixon's plan of escape and wondering if he could himself take advantage of it. He had been in the reform school over a year, but it had not reformed him. The new superintendent, with his kindness, had won the hearts of many of the most wayward boys, but no impression had he made on Glen.
For she remembered ever the gentle airs and the high-bred, stately grace of Mary Robertson, for though married to Captain Cameron of Erracht, Mary Robertson she continued to be to the Glen folk, the lady of her ancestral manor, now for five years lain under the birch trees yonder by the church tower that looked out from its clustering firs and birches on the slope beyond the loch.
What wonder Van had a grievance! He had doubtless heard it all before he came that night to deliver Glen's letter from Starlight. He might even have thought she had sent him to Glen to got him away from his claim. A thousand thoughts, that seemed to scorch like fire, went rocketing through her brain. The thing was too much to be understood at once it went too deep it involved such possibilities.
They did not doubt that there was some pathetic reason for this desire, but none was evident, for her son had gone down to his death in a secluded and now all but inaccessible part of the glen, where, turning from its first direction, it sunk deeper still, and was divided by red rocks from its more shallow opening.
After a minute our new acquaintance turned to us with a slightly constrained laugh. "Mr. Gillespie omitted some of the formalities," said he. "My name is Mackenzie David Mackenzie; and I live at Ardlaugh Castle, scarcely half a mile up the glen behind us. I warn you that its hospitality is rude, but to what it affords you are heartily welcome." "Oh!" he interrupted, "I am sole master there.
Well, what is to be will be. There was old William Ford at the Glen who never went on the water in his life, 'cause he was afraid of being drowned. A fortune-teller had predicted he would be. And one day he fainted and fell with his face in the barn trough and was drowned. Must you go? Well, come soon and come often. The doctor is to do the talking next time.
"She set her cap for Harry Glen, and played her cards so openly and boldly " "I should say 'shamelessly," interrupted Mrs. Grimes. "Shamelessly, my dear?" This from Mrs. Tufis, as if in mild expostulation. "Shamelessly," repeated Mrs. Grimes, firmly. "Well, so shamelessly, if you choose," continued Elmira, "as to incur the ill-will of all the rest of the girls "
A fine stream ran through it, coming down the glen on our right, and falling afterwards into a dark, woody ravine. I mistrusted the look of it, for there was no cover, and 'twas in full view of the whole flanks of the hills. Ringan, too, was disturbed. "Twould be wiser like to wait for darkness before trying that bit," he said. "We'll be terrible kenspeckle to the gentry we ken of."
Podmore's excellent book, though invaluable, are probably not exhaustive. Colonel Meysey Thompson's Reminiscences relate a wonderful occurrence connected with his father, but it is believed that more striking matters occurred even than this. To return to the haunted house. The fact was not known to Miss Freer and her friends until several visions of nuns had been seen in the glen.
But at last, in a marshy glen, I found the fresh slot of a great stag. For two hours and more I followed him far north along the ridge, till I came up with him in a patch of scrub oak. I had to wait long for a shot, but when at last he rose I planted a bullet fairly behind his shoulder, and he dropped within ten paces.
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