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"And when you are talking to a rich, ignorant, proud lady?" said Clementina, " what do you feel then?" "That I would it were my lady Clementina instead," answered Malcolm with a smile. She held her peace. When he left her, Malcolm hurried to Scaurnose and arranged with Blue. Peter for his boat and crew the next night.
The behaviour of the factor, the trouble of their neighbours, the conviction that the man who depopulated Scaurnose would at least raise the rents upon them, had brought a cloud over the feelings and prospects of its inhabitants which their special quarrel with the oppressor for Malcolm's sake, had drawn deeper around the Findlays; and hence it was that the setting sun shone upon the closed door of their cottage.
All in the streets and at the windows stared to see the grand lady from the House walking between a Scaurnose fisherman and his wife, and chatting away with them as if they were all fishers together. "What's the wordle comin' till!" cried Mrs Mellis, the draper's wife, as she saw them pass.
The men grasped each other's hand, looked each other in the eyes with something of mutual reproach, and parted Blue Peter down the river to Scaurnose and Annie, Malcolm to the yacht lying still in the Upper Pool. He saw it taken properly in charge, and arranged for having it towed up the river and anchored in the Chelsea Reach.
"What but bigg a harbour at Scaurnose for the puir fisher fowk 'at was like my ain flesh and blude!" "Weel," rejoined Miss Horn eagerly, "div ye no look upo' that as a voo to the Almichty a voo 'at ye're bun' to pay, noo 'at ye ha'e yer wuss?
Along the coast the waves kept roaring on the sands, persistent and fateful; the Scaurnose was one mass of foaming white: and in the caves still haunted by the tide, the bellowing was like that of thunder.
But he could not get rid of the notion that he had smelt sulphur. The following night, three of the Scaurnose fishermen Blue Peter, Bow o' meal, and Jeames Gentle called at the schoolmaster's cottage in the Alton, and were soon deep in earnest conversation with him around his peat fire, in the room which served him for study, dining room, and bed chamber.
Dubs rejoined that, if they took care to keep the sea door open, their friends at Portlossie would not let them starve. Grosert said he made no doubt the factor would have the Seaton to fight as well as Scaurnose, for they must see plainly enough that their turn would come next. Joseph said the factor would apply to the magistrates, and they would call out the militia.
For he wept because, in the visions of his troubled brain, he saw once more the cottage of his father the shepherd, with all its store of lovely nothings round which the nimbus of sanctity had gathered while he thought not of them; wept over the memory of that moment of delight when his mother kissed him for parting with his willow whistle to the sister who cried for it: he cried now in his turn, after five and fifty years, for not yet had the little fact done with him, not yet had the kiss of his mother lost its power on the man: wept over the sale of the pet lamb, though he had himself sold thousands of lambs, since; wept over even that bush of dusty miller by the door, like the one he trampled under his horse's feet in the little yard at Scaurnose that horrible day.
One evening, Malcolm thought he would pay Joseph a visit, but when he reached Scaurnose, he found it nearly deserted: he had forgotten that this was one of the nights of meeting in the Baillies' Barn. Phemy indeed had not gone with her father and mother, but she was spending the evening with the laird.
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