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Oh, Katrine, Katrine, Katrine! Do you know what I am doing? I am going when I could stay, stay, or take you with me! Will you remember it in the years to come, when you are older and will understand what it means?
Doctor Archibald Cameron, brother of the celebrated Donald Cameron of Lochiel, attainted for the rebellion of 1745, was found by a party of soldiers lurking with a comrade in the wilds of Loch Katrine five or six years after the battle of Culloden, and was there seized.
The young miner sat back in his chair, thrust both hands in his pockets, and stared rudely at the intruders. He did not mind the interruption as much as she did, since he was losing, and had been steadily ever since he sat down to play with Katrine, and doubts and angry questionings of his opponent's methods began to stir in his dull, clouded brain, as toads stir the mud in some thick pool.
He sighed, and for some moments seemed to be given up to the duet which Lady Katrine and an officer were performing; and then exclaimed, but so that Helen only could hear, "Merciful Heaven! how often one wishes one had no ears: that Captain Jones must be the son of Stentor, and that lady! if angels sometimes saw themselves in a looking-glass when singing there would be peace upon earth."
"Love your mistress; and, mind, little whitey, don't keep those long ears of yours for nothing; tell me if you ever hear anything about me." "Perhaps Carl had better come and hear for himself, don't you think so, Bunny?" said Katrine, taking the basket. The tone and manner said more than the words. Carl's pulses bounded; he seized her unresisting hand and covered it with kisses.
and went on board the steamer Rob Roy; and, setting forth on our voyage, a Highland piper made music for us the better part of the way. We did not see Loch Katrine, perhaps, under its best presentment; for the surface was roughened with a little wind, and darkened even to inky blackness by the clouds that overhung it. The hill-tops, too, wore a very dark frown.
The family and descendants of Dugald Ciar Mhor lived chiefly in the mountains between Loch Lomond and Loch Katrine, and occupied a good deal of property there whether by sufferance, by the right of the sword, which it was never safe to dispute with them, or by legal titles of various kinds, it would be useless to inquire and unnecessary to detail.
"Stop, stop!" cried she, springing forward, "stop, Cecilia; Katrine will never forgive me!" But Lady Cecilia seizing a penknife, cut the first knot. "Oh, Cecilia, I am undone if Katrine comes in! Make haste, make haste! I can only let you have a peep or two.
"Well, he was a good man to Katrine, and I was there to see to it," said she. "And she pled for me!" said I. "She did that, and very movingly," said Miss Grant. "I would not like to tell you what she said, I find you vain enough already." "God reward her for it!" cried I. "With Mr. David Balfour, I suppose?" says she. "You do me too much injustice at the last!" I cried.
I would always have held you back, always have been a drag to your name for ye'll make a name! It's in you, as it was in her." He stopped speaking, but after a little space began, with a crooning, the glorious "Ah, Patria Mia," and it seemed to Katrine as though her heart would stop beating in her sorrow, for she knew it was her unknown mother of whom he thought.
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