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"A' mean the hair," replied Tam gravely, "not the hair that stands up when yeer petrol tank goes dry nor the hare yeer poachin' ancestors stole from the laird o' the manor, but the hair ye breathe when ye're no' smokin'. An' while A'm away in the morn A' want ye to go to Mr. Brandspeth's servant an' get ma new tunic.
"Stow yer gab, Jarge," retorted Surly, more surly than ever, "you be a sight too fond o' usin' that theer voice o' your'n!" saying which he turned to Barnabas: "Did ye see ever a desprit, poachin' wagabone run down this 'ere lane, sir?" he inquired. "No," answered Barnabas. "Well, did ye see ever a thievin' wastrel run oop this 'ere lane?" demanded Stentor. "No," answered Barnabas.
Duncan as You do, but still bless him, O Lord!" and so he came to himself. "O Lord! this smack's mine, this little smack labouring in the North Sea is mine. Through my poachin' and your lovin' kindness it's mine; and, O Lord, see that it don't cost me dear!" And the crew solemnly and fervently said "Amen!" But the smack was to cost him dear.
"Aye there's keepers enow, and stern dells they are, too!" Will ye no picture Mac and me, hangin' on to one anither's hands in the darkness, and feelin' the other tremble, each guilty one o' us? So it was poachin' we'd been, and never knowing it! I saw a licht across the moor. "What's yon?" I asked our host, pointing to it. "Oh, that's a keeper's hoose," he answered, indifferently.
"Auld Willie Buchan, wha lived doon in Auchterarder village, declared that ae nicht, while poachin' for rabbits, he h'ard the voices. He telt the doctor sae when he lay in bed a-deein' aboot three weeks aifterwards. Ay, miss, I'm sair sorry ye've h'ard the Whispers." "Then they're regarded as a bad omen to those who overhear them?" she remarked. "That's sae.
Ne'er-do-well as he was, the mere fact that he came from Fallowdene warmed her heart towards him. "Yes, miss, that's so," he answered readily. "And you're the young lady what used to live at Barrow Court." "Do you know this man?" Trent asked her. "'Bout as well as you do, sir," volunteered Brady with an impudent grin. "Catched me poachin' one morning.
"What! me a thief?" shrilled the man, as though, again excited by the very idea of such a base accusation; "I never had that name, young feller. Them that knows Jake Storms say he's an honest man, if ever there was one. I'm only a guide, and a trapper, but nobody ever yet caught me thievin' or poachin', I'd have yuh know." "Where's your home, Jake Storms?" continued Max.
Dod: it's a depairture in poachin'." And as the sight of Mr. Byles burst on his view, surrounded by trustful birds, and the two Dowbiggins trying very feebly to drop the net on a specially venturesome one, the head keeper almost lost the power of speech. "Dinna let us interrupt you," and Mr.
"Do you mean that George is taken a prisoner?" The Ancient nodded, and inhaled his pinch of snuff with much evident relish. "It be gert noos, bean't it, Peter?" "What have they done with him? Where is he, Ancient?" But, before the old man could answer, Simon appeared. "Ah, Peter!" said he, shaking his head, "the Gaffer's been tellin' ye 'ow they've took Jarge for poachin', I suppose "
But I didn't think 'twas too 'healthy for me down here, back along" grinning "so I shifted to Fallowdene, where me grandmother lives. I came back here to marry Bessie Windrake' she've stuck to me like a straight 'un. But I didn't mean to get collared poachin' again. Me and Bess was goin' to live respectable. 'Twas her bein' ill and me out of work w'at did it."
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