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'Shargar! pronounced in a tone full of a thousand memories, was all the greeting he returned; but his great manly hand pressed Shargar's delicate long-fingered one with a grasp which must have satisfied his friend that everything was as it had been between them, and that their friendship from henceforth would take a new start.
When the two lads entered, from her arm-chair Mrs. Falconer examined Shargar from head to foot with the eye of a queen on her throne, and a countenance immovable in stern gentleness, till Shargar would gladly have sunk into the shelter of the voluminous kilt from the gaze of those quiet hazel eyes. At length she spoke: 'Robert, tak him awa'. 'Whaur'll I tak him till, grannie?
Having laid his treasure in one of the presses in Shargar's garret, he went to his own, and from the skylight threw the stone down into the captain's garden, fastening the other end of the string to the bedstead. Escaping as cautiously as he had entered, he passed hurriedly into their neighbour's garden, found the stone, and joined Shargar. The ends were soon united, and the kite let go.
Nor from her own acknowledged religious belief as a background would it have stuck so fiery off either. Indeed, it might have been a partial corrective of some yet more dreadful articles of her creed, which she held, be it remembered, because she could not help it. The winter passed slowly away. Robert and Shargar went to school together, and learned their lessons together at Mrs.
They had both much to tell; for Robert was naturally open save in regard to his grief; and Shargar was proud of being able to communicate with Robert from a nearer level, in virtue of now knowing many things that Robert could not know. They went together to a hotel in St. Paul's Churchyard. At the close of a fortnight, Falconer thought it time to return to his duties in Aberdeen.
Everything sun, wind, clouds was busy out of doors, and calling to them to come and join the fun; and activity at the same moment excited and restrained naturally turns to mischief. Most of them had already learned the obnoxious task one quarter of an hour was enough for that and now what should they do next? The eyes of three or four of the eldest of them fell simultaneously upon Shargar.
Bob, exclaimed Shargar, and burst into tears. 'I thocht ye wad come efter me. 'Of coorse, answered Robert, coolly. 'Come awa' hame. 'Whaur til? asked Shargar in dismay. 'Hame to yer ain bed at my grannie's. 'Na, na, said Shargar, hurriedly, retreating within the door of the hovel. 'Na, na, Bob, lad, I s' no du that. She's an awfu' wuman, that grannie o' yours.
Shargar was asleep on the rug for the last time, and Robert had brought his coal-scuttle into Ericson's room to combine their scanty remains of well-saved fuel in a common glow, over which they now sat. 'I wonder what my grannie 'ill say to me, said Robert. 'She'll be very glad to see you, whatever she may say, remarked Ericson.
And he covered his head with both arms, as if to defend it from a shower of blows. 'Haud yer tongue, Shargar. It's me. But before Shargar could come to his senses, the light of the candle falling upon the blue coat made the buttons flash confused suspicions into his mind. 'Mither, mither, he said, 'ye hae gane ower far this time. There's ower mony o' them, and they're no the safe colour.
'And what said he to ye? 'He said was the deevil at my lug, that I did naething but caw my han's to bits upo' my shoothers. 'And what said ye to that? 'Weel dune, Shargar! What said he to that? 'He leuch, and speirt gin I wad list, and gae me a shillin'. 'Ye didna tak it, Shargar? asked Robert in some alarm. 'Ay did I. Catch me no taking a shillin'! 'But they'll haud ye till 't. 'Na, na.
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