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On having grasped it, he laid down his knife and fork, and with the air of one distraught he said "My name is Norval, on the Grampian Hills My father feeds his flock a frugal swain."
"Don't, Percy!" said her cousin with a quick motion of his hand: "I'll be gone soon;" then hurriedly and gayly: "Let me do the honors of your new domains. And, Norval, I have a great favor to ask of you. My little cousin's amour propre won't be touched, or herself involved now she's a married woman, by taking an honest gift from me, and all brides take bridal gifts, you know.
Heart's love! ah, come thou close to me: I'll shelter thee from harms, From every foe or secret woe, Close clasped within my arms: Lie safe from all alarms, Sweetheart, with me." While they listened to her, those careless men and women, they thought they began to understand why this little, plain girl had won Ross Norval.
The burghers of Philippolis and Kaapstad had surrendered en masse to the English. In the first named of these districts, only Gordon Fraser and Norval, in the second only Cornelius du Preez and another, whose name has escaped my memory, remained loyal to our cause. I mention these men here, because their faithfulness redounds to their everlasting honour.
"My name is Norval, on the Grampian hills," was replied, in the well-remembered voice of Grey, who continued, merrily, as he approached her: "And you, dear Aunt Hannah, you are the dame with the wonderful name which forward and backward still reads the same."
"I never venture to break a lance with Percy: she always has an arrow in reserve to pierce you with. I suppose you've found that out, Mr. Norval?" "Found what out? I fear I don't follow you, Miss Jennie," said he. "That she's very able to take her own part, this little cousin of ours," said she, her beautiful face scarlet at his manner. "Is she, though? Well, I like that amazingly, do you know?"
We have it on good authority, that the Adirondack Mountains of New York, and the Grampian Hills of Scotland, where Norval was to feed his flocks, had already upheaved their bare backs from the boiling caldrons of the sea, thus stealing a march on the Alps and many other more famous mountains. How opposite and remote from each other are the mythologic ages and the nineteenth century!
In the meantime I totally abandoned the idea of redeeming any part of my paternal property, and resolved to take Christie Steele's advice, as young Norval does Glenalvon's, "although it sounded harshly." If you will know my house, 'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by.
There were the Shepherd Kings, who ruled the land of Egypt. there was one-eyed Polyphemus, moving among his flocks on the mountain tops of Sicily; a monster, dreadful, vast, and hideous; able to roast and eat these three blackfellows at one meal. And nearer our own time was the youth whose immortal speech begins, "My name is Norval; on the Grampian Hills my father fed his flocks."
The girls said afterward, in recounting the scene, it was simply disgusting. Leta vowed, "The little baggage must be a witch and throw spells over people. Look what fools she's made of our boys for years, and Ross Norval, with all his splendid endowments, is just as bad." "And he did use to admire your form, Leta," said Jennie, maliciously.
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