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"I would heartily recommend it," said Lesley; "for, amidst a great deal of heat and irritation on both sides, I confess myself unable to discover any rational ground of quarrel." "Gentlemen," said M'Intyre, very coldly, "all this should have been thought of before.
Your perseverance is hopeless. Above all, do not let this violent temper of yours lead you to lose the favour of our uncle, who has hitherto been all that is kind and paternal to us." Captain M'Intyre promised to behave civilly, and returned to the company.
"What the devil is the matter?" said he, starting up in his bed "womankind in my room at this hour of night! are ye all mad?" "The beacon, uncle!" said Miss M'Intyre. "The French coming to murder us!" screamed Miss Griselda. "The beacon! the beacon! the French! the French! murder! murder! and waur than murder!" cried the two handmaidens, like the chorus of an opera. The Antiquary Arming
There is only one difficulty I must find a friend to accompany me, and where to seek one on this short notice, as I have no acquaintance in Fairport I will be on the spot, however Captain M'Intyre may be assured of that." Lesley had taken his hat, and was as far as the door of the apartment, when, as if moved by the peculiarity of Lovel's situation, he returned, and thus addressed him: "Mr.
" I own I consider your perseverance as hopeless." "And why hopeless, my sage sister?" asked Captain M'Intyre: "Miss Wardour, in the state of her father's affairs, cannot pretend to much fortune; and, as to family, I trust that of Mlntyre is not inferior." "But, Hector," continued his sister, "Sir Arthur always considers us as members of the Monkbarns family."
"Well, well, most doughty son of Priam," said the Antiquary, "be ruled by your friends, and there's no saying what may happen Come away with me, and you shall see what may be useful to you should you ever sit upon a court-martial, sir." "I have been on many a regimental court-martial, sir," answered Captain M'Intyre. "But here's a new cane for you." "Much obliged, much obliged."
"And whom or what do you intend to hit now, that you are lugging with you that leathern magazine there, marked Gunpowder?" "I must be prepared for Lord Glenallan's moors on the twelfth, sir," said M'Intyre. "Ah, Hector! thy great chasse, as the French call it, would take place best Omne cum Proteus pecus agitaret altos Visere montes
The daughter of that woman blind, Abessa, daughter of Corecca slow But why talk I of these things to thee? my poor Lovel has spoiled me, and taught me to speak aloud when it is much the same as speaking to myself. Where's my nephew, Hector M'Intyre?" "He's in the parlour, sir, wi' the leddies." "Very well," said the Antiquary, "I will betake me thither."
"Since that is your resolution, sir," answered Lesley, "Captain M'Intyre requests that Mr. Lovel, unless he wishes to be announced as a very dubious character, will favour him with a meeting this evening, at seven, at the thorn-tree in the little valley close by the ruins of St. Ruth." "Most unquestionably, I will wait upon him.
The party broke up, Lovel returned to Fairport, and early next morning was waited upon by a military friend of Captain M'Intyre. Upon Lovel declining to give his name the captain insisted on his fighting, and that very evening the duel was arranged to take place in a valley close by the ruins of St. Ruth. Captain M'Intyre's ball grazed the side of his opponent, but did not draw blood.
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