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Within half an hour he too set out with the messenger, accompanied by Sercombe, in grim delight at the prospect of a row. Valentine went also, willing enough to see what would happen, though with no ill will toward the chief. They were all furnished as for a day's shooting, and expected to be joined by some of the keepers on their way.
The party from the New House walked through the still, star-watched air, with the motionless mountains looking down on them, and a silence around, which they never suspected as a presence. The little girls were of the company, and there was much merriment. Foolish compliments were not wanting, offered chiefly on the part of Mr. Sercombe, and accepted on that of Christina.
Back, back to him that wrought her My soul shall haste and run; Straight back to him, his daughter, To the sun behind the sun. At the dance in the chief's barn, Sercombe had paired with Annie of the shop oftener than with any other of the girls.
"I warned you to leave that girl alone!" said the chief. "And I warn you now," rejoined Sercombe, "to leave me alone!" "I am bound to take care of her." "And I of myself." "Not at her expense!" "At yours then!" answered Sercombe, provoking an encounter, to which he was the more inclined that he saw Ian coming slowly up the ridge.
"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.
Sercombe answered with a scornful imprecation. "I warn you again, I am no novice in this business!" said Ian. Sercombe struck out, but did not reach his antagonist. The fight lasted but a moment longer. As his adversary drew back from a failed blow, Alister saw Ian's eyes flash, and his left arm shoot out, as it seemed, to twice its length.
To Christian and Sercombe it seemed as if all the life in the glen were in conspiracy to frustrate their hearts' desire; and the latter at least grew ever the more determined to kill the great stag: he had begun to hate him. The sounds that warned the stag were by no means always what they seemed, those of other wild animals; they were often hut imitations by Bob of the Angels.
For a few rounds Ian seemed to Alister to be giving Sercombe time to recover his wind; to Sercombe he seemed to be saving his own. He stood to defend, and did not attempt to put in a blow. "Mr. Sercombe," he said at length, "you cannot serve me as you did my brother." "I see that well enough. Come on!" "Will you give your word to leave Annie of the shop alone?"
Order them off, or it will be the worse for them and for you too!" "Excuse me; I cannot." "I give you one more warning. Go yourself, and they will follow." "I will not." "Go, or I will compel you." As he spoke, he half raised his gun. "You dare not!" said the chief, drawing himself up indignantly. Together Mr. Palmer and Mr. Sercombe raised their guns to their shoulders, and one of them fired.
Annie Macruadh is not the sort of girl you may have found in such a position, and you would not wish to make her uncomfortable!" Sercombe was, ashamed, I think; for the refuge of the fool when dissatisfied with himself, is offence with his neighbour, and Sercombe was angry. "Are you her father or her lover?" he said. "She has a right to my protection and claims it," rejoined Alister quietly.
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