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The tinklers departed at a trot, and Dobson lit his pipe as if well pleased. He had some trouble with it in the wind, which had risen to an uncanny violence. Even the solid Tower rocked with it, and the sea was a waste of spindrift and low scurrying cloud. Heritage discovered a new anxiety this time about the possibility of the brig landing at all.
It was Dougal's turn to break in, "There's Lean and Spittal and Dobson and four tinklers in the Dean that's seven; but there's us three and five more Gorbals Die-hards that's eight." There was something in the boy's truculent courage that cheered her. "I wonder," she said, and her eyes fell on each in turn. Dickson felt impelled to intervene. "I think this is a perfectly simple business.
My advice is to hide at the Garplefoot and stop the boats landin'. We'd have the tinklers on our flank, no doubt, but I'm not muckle feared o' them. It wouldn't be easy for the boats to get in wi' this tearin' wind and us firin' volleys from the shore." Sir Archie stared at him with admiration. "You're a hearty young fire-eater.
If you don't, the tinklers will come back and you'll no' beat them in the daylight." "I doubt no'," said Dougal. "But what about our meat?" "We must lay in provisions. We'll get what we can from Mrs. Morran, and I've left a big box of fancy things at Dalquharter station. Can you laddies manage to get it down here?" Dougal reflected. "Ay, we can hire Mrs.
I dinna wunner at her being able to write sae weel as she does about drawing-rooms wi' sofas and settees, and about the fine folk in them seeing themsels in lookin-glasses frae tap to tae; but what puzzles the like o' me, is her pictures o' poachers, and tinklers, and pottery-trampers, and ither neerdoweels, and o' huts and hovels without riggin' by the wayside, and the cottages o' honest puir men, and byres, and barns, and stackyards, and merry-makins at winter ingles, and courtship aneath trees, and at the gable-end of farm houses, 'tween lads and lasses as laigh in life as the servants in her father's ha'. That's the puzzle, and that's the praise.
If the worst comes to the worst, and we fall in wi' any of the deevils, they must think ye've changed your mind and come back from Auchenlochan." The night smelt fresh and moist as if a break in the weather were imminent. As they scrambled along the Garple Dean a pinprick of light below showed where the tinklers were busy by their fire.
This very night we've been in a battle." He spat fiercely, and the light of war burned in his eyes. "It was the tinklers from the Garple Dean. They yokit on us about seven o'clock, just at the darkenin'. First they tried to bounce us. We weren't wanted here, they said, so we'd better clear. I telled them that it was them that wasn't wanted.
"What's the news?" he demanded. Dougal glanced at Alexis and seemed to approve his looks. "Napoleon has just reported that three boatloads, making either twenty-three or twenty-four men they were gey ill to count has landed at Garplefit and is makin' their way to the auld Tower. The tinklers warned Dobson and soon it'll be a' bye wi' Heritage."
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