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It was almost dark when at last we crawled into Muirtown station and disgorged our load of hot and weary soldiery. I bade an ostentatious farewell to Linklater. 'Very pleased to have met you. I'll see you later on the Edinburgh train. I'm for a walk to stretch my legs, and a bite o' supper. I was very determined that the ten-thirty for the south should leave without me.
"My folks have something on, I fear." Martin hesitated, protesting that there was "altogether too much of this coddling business" in the matter of Cameron's future. "Besides, my work is rather crowding me." "Oh, my pious ancestors! Work!" exclaimed Linklater in disgust. "At this season of the year! Come, Martin, this pose is unworthy of you."
I went into Mary's mysel'. But Mary was away at Kirkwall, ye ken. I saw that some person had been there, however; for the peats were still hot, and there was some roasted potatoes on the table, forbye a cloth that had blood on it." "And you waited about there until Dr. Linklater came?" "Yes, Mr. Duke." "Now do you recognize this as the gun you found?" Mr. Duke asked, touching my fowling piece.
One word describes them, grind, grind, grind, day in and day out, in a gallant but futile attempt to justify the wisdom of my late examiners in granting me my Triple." "Don't listen to him, Linklater," said Dunn. "I happen to know that he came through with banners flying and drums beating; and he has turned into no end of a surgeon. I've heard old Kingston on him."
To my mind any man that has a chance to go to Canada on a good job ought to call in his friends and neighbours to rejoice with him." "But I say, that reminds me," said Dunn. "Mr. Rae is coming to have a talk with my governor and me about this very thing to-morrow night. I'd like awfully if you could drop in, Martin; and you, too, Linklater." Linklater declined.
She kens his ways weel, for whiles she carries him some little helps that he canna do without to sustain life." "And in what retreat, then," said Morton, "has this unfortunate person found refuge?" "An awsome place," answered the blind woman, "as ever living creature took refuge in; they ca it the Black Linn of Linklater.
"Nay," said another; "it's a spy o' the Amalekites." "It's a herd frae Linton way," spoke up a woman. "He favours the look of one Zebedee Linklater." The long man silenced her. "The word of the Lord came unto His prophet Gib, saying, Smite and spare not, for the cup of the abominations of Babylon is now full.
"Now, plague on ye," he muttered, "for a cunning auld skinflint! that, because ye are an honest man yoursell, forsooth, must needs deal with all the world as if they were knaves. But deil be in me if ye beat me yet! Gude guide us! yonder comes Laurie Linklater next, and he will be on me about the sifflication. I winna stand him, by Saint Andrew!"
Also though this may have been my fancy I thought I caught in the crowd a glimpse of the bagman who had called himself Linklater. The Advantages of an Air Raid The train was abominably late. It was due at eight-twenty-seven, but it was nearly ten when we reached St Pancras.
"Oh, I say!" moaned Linklater. "It makes me quite ill to think of the old chief going off this way." Martin nodded sympathetically. "Kind of 'Days that are no more, 'Lost leader' feeling, eh?" "Exactly, exactly! Oh, it's rotten! And you, too! He's got you on this same pious line." "Look here," shouted Martin, with menace in his voice, "are you classifying me with the old chief?
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