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She's afraid of Bella Bathgate." "Oh, do come in," said Jean, standing up with the stocking she was darning over one hand. "Take this chair; it's the most comfortable. I do hope Mhor hasn't been worrying you?" "Indeed he hasn't," said Pamela; "I was delighted to see him. But please don't let me interrupt your work."
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.
She took them into the large schoolroom where twenty small people of various sizes sat with their books, very cheerfully imbibing knowledge. Mhor and another small boy occupied one desk. Jean greeted the small boy as "Sandy," and asked him what he was studying at that moment. "I don't know," said Sandy. "Sandy," said Miss Main, "don't disgrace your teachers.
Jean withdrew at once, feeling that she had been tactless and David had been unnecessarily rude David who had never been rude to her since they were children, and had told each other home-truths without heat and without ill-feeling on either side. If this was to be the effect of owning a car "Wilfred the Gazelle's dead," said Mhor, and got out, followed by Jock, and in a minute or two by Jean.
They knew it by heart Jean and Davie and Jock and Mhor and Lewis Elliot and they sang it with the unction with which one sings the songs of Zion by Babylon's streams. "Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide.
"You see, we have a burn in our garden with a little bridge over it; almost no one else has a burn and a bridge of their very own. There are minnows in it and all sorts of things water-beetles, you know. And here are my puddock-stools." When Mr. Reid came back from the garden Mhor had firm hold of his hand and was telling him a long story about a "mavis-bird" that the cat had caught and eaten.
When Jock and Mhor reached the dining-room and found Richard Plantagenet seated beside Jean they were rapturous in their greetings, pouring questions on him, demanding to know how long he meant to stay. "As long as you stay," he told them. "Oh, good," Jock said. "Are you fearfully keen on Shakespeare? Jean's something awful. It gives me a sort of hate at him to hear her."
"To-morrow," said Mhor, who was skipping along, very wide awake and happy in After-ten-o'clock Land "to-morrow I'm going to take Peter to the river and let him snowk after water-rats. I think he's feeling lonely a Scots dog among so many English people." "Stark's lonely too," said Jock. "He says the other chauffeurs have an awful queer accent and it's all he can do to understand them."
For a week she found shelter and food in a cow-herd's abandoned bothy among the alders of Tarra-dubh; then hunger sent her travelling again, and she reached Leacainn Mhor, where she shared the cotter's house with a widow woman who went out to the burn with a kail-pot and returned no more, for the tardy bullet found her.
Bruce and other assistants had carried out his plans and orders so successfully that the estate had not suffered for his absence. In the whole extent of it was now little or no poverty; none like that which, in his youth, had startled Lord Cairnforth into activity upon hearing the story of the old shepherd of Loch Mhor.
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