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They had seen the young men in circumstances more favourable to the understanding of them by ordinary people. "Why didn't the chief write himself?" said Christian. "Oh," replied Sercombe, "his little brother had been to school, and could write better!" Christina and Mercy exchanged glances. "I will tell you," Mercy said, "why Mr. lau answered the note: the chief had done with you!"
"I misunderstood you." "Say rather you had not the courtesy to heed what I told you-had not faith enough to take the word of a gentleman! And for this my poor stag has suffered!" He stood for some moments in conflict with himself, then quietly resumed. "Of course, Mr. Sercombe, I have no intention of pushing the matter!" he said. "I should hope not!" returned Sercombe scornfully.
"It was not for that, Macruadh," answered Rob of the Angels. "It was because he struck my father, and laid a better man than himself on the grass." The chief turned to the Englishman. "Did the old man strike you, Mr. Sercombe?" "No, by Jove! I took a little care of that! If he had, I would have broke every bone in his body!" "Why did you strike him then?" "Because he rushed at me."
Peregrine Palmer's land and that of the chief, and had imagined himself safe on the south side of the big burn. Alister gazed speechless for a moment on the slaughtered stag, and heaved a great sigh. "Mr. Sercombe," he said, "I would rather you had shot my best horse! Are you aware, sir, that you are a poacher?"
Sercombe, although he had of late had no encouragement from Christina, was not therefore prepared to give her up, and came "to press the siege." He found the lady's reception of him so far from cordial, however, that he could not but suspect some new adverse influence.
The girls on their part made so much of what they counted the ridiculous elements of their "adventure," that, natural vengeance on their untruthfulness, they came themselves to see in it almost only what was ridiculous. In the same spirit Mr. Sercombe recounted his adventure with Alister, which annoyed his host, who had but little acquaintance with the boundaries of his land.
He shall he buried where he lies, and his monument shall tell how the stranger Sasunnach served the stag of Clanruadh!" "Why the deuce didn't you keep the precious monster in a paddock, and let people know him for a tame animal?" sneered Sercombe. "My poor Euadh!" said the chief; "he was no tame animal! He as well as I would have preferred the death you have given him to such a fate.
"I had supposed the appellation inapplicable to a gentleman!" answered Sercombe, with entire coolness. "But by all means take me before a magistrate." "You are before a magistrate." "All I have to answer then is, that I should not have shot the animal had I not believed myself within my rights." "On that point, and on this very ground, I instructed you myself!" said the chief.
The next morning came a note to the cottage, in which Sercombe thanked the Macruadh for changing his mind, and said that, although he was indeed glad to have secured such a splendid head, he would certainly have stalked another deer, had he known the chief set such store by the one in question.
Returning, he carried now the one, now the other creel, so that one of the women was always free. The new laird met them on the road, and recognized with a scornful pleasure the chief bending under his burden. That was the fellow who would so fain be HIS son-in-law! About this time Sercombe and Valentine came again to the New House.
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