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"I fear, Malcolm, that you do not tell me the truth. You will come to me soon?" she asked. "I may not be able to go to you soon," I answered, "but I will do so at the first opportunity." The torture of her kindness was almost unbearable to me. One touch of her hand, one tone of her rare voice, had made me loathe myself.
"Here, you perverse boy!" said his governess as she laughingly turned him around. "Are you looking up into the sky for them? There is a clump of golden willows right before you, with some rosy maples on one side. What other colors can you call them?" Malcolm had to confess that "yellow and pink trees" were not so wide of the mark, after all, and that they were very pretty.
But remember, our father has often told us that it is our business while praying to God for help, to exert ourselves, and so let us at once try and find a tree we can climb quickly in case of necessity, and whose boughs will afford us a resting-place." I loved Malcolm dearly. I admired him now more than ever, and was ready to do whatever he wished.
Malcolm shook his head. "Do not build upon that, Ronald. No doubt as soon as we had passed, some of those fellows mounted the horses we saw in the carts, and rode off in accordance with an agreed plan to give notice that we had passed them safely, and were proceeding by that road.
I despatched Malcolm to the inn, to prevent the horses being sent off to Dumbarton, and to bring them as quick as possible to where I now was. During his stay, I became more and more interested in the gentle Mary. She was not in the least embarrassed, as she thought that I was unconscious of what had passed through the night.
"'Deed, sir," said Joseph, "we're sae used to oor wives 'at we're ower ready to forget hoo ill we cud du wantin' them." Mrs Mair and two other wives came the next night. A few hung back from modesty and dread of being catechized; but ere long about half a dozen went when they could. I need hardly say that Malcolm, as soon as he learned what was going on, made one of the company.
At the bottom of the note was a well-drawn hand with spread fingers at the end of a man's nose. When all the officers had returned, dropping in one by one, towards morning, they were somewhat surprised and relieved upon beholding Malcolm. He informed them that it would be all right if they would all appear at his trial and laugh for him. At the trial, Mr.
Malcolm, seeing the inability of the freebooters to oppose any formidable resistance, sheathed his sword, and left it to the peasants to avenge the countless murders which the band had committed, and the ruin and misery which they had inflicted upon the country. In a few minutes all was over. The brigands were shot down, piked, or slain by the heavy axes through the openings in their leafy prison.
"She would have it that every one ought to work, old or young, rich or poor; that she loved Miss Anna all the better for so readily offering herself for the work. 'I should have left her free, she said that, Mr. Malcolm 'no one in my house should be compelled or urged to put their hand to the plough; but when she came to me of her own accord I could have wept with joy."
"Tere, Clenlyon," he said, and stood trembling in the ebb of passion, and murmuring to himself something in Gaelic. Meantime Malcolm had drawn the dirk from the table, and released his hand. The blood was streaming from it, and the marquis took his own handkerchief to bind it up; but the lad indignantly refused the attention, and kept holding the wound tight with his left hand.
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