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"Well," admitted Dunn, "I had to chuck it. But," he hastened to add, "Nesbitt has got the thing in fine shape, though of course lacking the two brilliant quarters of last year and the half for Cameron's out of it it's rather rough on Nesbitt." "Oh, I say! It's rotten, it's really ghastly! How could you do it, Dunn?" said Linklater. "I could weep tears of blood." To this Dunn made no reply.
It had the look of the kind of textbook a Government department might issue to its officials. I handed it back. 'It's either German or Dutch. I'm not much of a scholar, barring a little French and the Latin I got at Heriot's Hospital ... This is an awful slow train, Mr Linklater. The soldiers were playing nap, and the bagman proposed a game of cards.
He had fed already and appeared to be hungering for human society. In three minutes he had told me that he had come down from Portree and was on his way to Leith. A minute later he had whipped out a card on which I read 'J. J. Linklater', and in the corner the name of Hatherwick Bros. His accent betrayed that he hailed from the west. 'I've been up among the distilleries, he informed me.
I offered the selection to Mr Linklater, who grinned and chose the Missionary Child. 'It's not the reading I'm accustomed to, he said. 'I like strong meat Hall Caine and Jack London. By the way, how d'ye square this business of yours wi' the booksellers? When I was in Matheson's there would have been trouble if we had dealt direct wi' the public like you.
At first they thought the man was merely asleep, for his woollen plaid was spread over him like a blanket. But on raising the garment they saw marks of blood that had trickled upon the snow and sunk down into the underlying heather. Paterson at once despatched his companion to Stromness for Dr. Linklater, whilst he himself went up to a small cottage which stood about two hundred yards away.
'The distance is six kilometres, so you're both wrong. My tone was so familiar to the men that it stopped the wrangle, but it was not the tone of a publisher's traveller. Mr Linklater cocked his ears. 'What's a kilometre, Mr McCaskie? he asked blandly. 'Multiply by five and divide by eight and you get the miles.
Linklater arrived sooner than Paterson expected him, and after a careful examination of the body he stated that Lothian had been dead several hours, and that his death was the result of foul play. The man had, in fact, been murdered. "I'm real sorry to hear this, sir," said Flett to the bailie. "It was only yestreen I was speakin' wi' poor Colin at the inn.
I had a short nap, and woke to find that Mr Linklater had changed his seat and was now beside me. 'We'll no get a Scotsman till Muirtown, he said. 'Have ye nothing in your samples ye could give me to read? I had forgotten about the samples. I opened the case and found the oddest collection of little books, all in gay bindings.
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.
I know not what became of Monna, but I ran till I fell into the arms of a very decent serving-man, called Linklater; and I was fain to tell him I was your god-daughter, and so he kept the rest of them from me, and got me to speech of his Majesty, as I entreated him to do."
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