mirker

Updated: June 7, 2025

Harold reached it first. Wrenching it open, he stood on the step, while the others crowded about him and peered out into the night. Only darkness, rendered mirker by the lights in the hall; and from the distance, fainter now, came the measured beat of the galloping hoofs. No other sound?

- Stories by English Authors: Ireland

Wadna ye like a row the nicht, my leddy?" "No, certainly; it's much too late." "It'll be nane mirker nor 'tis; but I reckon ye're richt. I cam ower by jist to see whether ye wadna like to gang wi' the boats a bit; but yer leddyship set me aff thinkin' an' that pat it oot o' my heid." "It's too late now anyhow. Come tomorrow evening, and I'll see if I can't go with you."

George MacDonald - Malcolm