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The walk which he commemorates in "Minchmoor" was taken, if I am not mistaken, in company with Principal Shairp, Professor of Poetry in the University of Oxford, and author of one of the most beautiful of Tweedside songs, a modern "Bush aboon Traquair:" "And what saw ye there, At the bush aboon Traquair; Or what did ye hear that was worth your heed?
When he emerged into the street he thought gloomily, 'Now I've done it! And not for some paces did he look round; then, with a forced smile, turned and removed his hat to the faces at the window. Notwithstanding this moment of gloom, however, he was in an exalted state all day, and at dinner kept looking at his brother and Traquair enigmatically.
do you?" "No," said Traquair, "I do not." "It is curious how often a lack of literary affinity comes between two persons and a heart-to-heart talk." "Let me know," said Traquair, "when you have thought it over." "I will. And now if you will put me down ?"
We had a dancing-class at the minister's and an arithmetic-class in our schoolroom. I was as good at the Manse as I was bad at my sums; and poor Mr. Menzies, the Traquair schoolmaster, had eventually to beg my mother to withdraw me from the class, as I kept them all back. To my delight I was withdrawn; and from that day to this I have never added a single row of figures.
McTavish did not come that day, but she learned indirectly that he had taken rooms at the McTavish Arms in Beem-Tay village, and from Mr. Traquair, manager of the local branch of the Bank of Scotland, that he was taking steps to hire for the season the forest of Clackmanness, a splendid sporting estate that marched with her own lands. Mr.
Dim recollections of the good things he had said, of his brother and Traquair seated in the background eating ordinary meals with inquiring, acid visages, caused perpetual smiles to break out on his face, and he steered himself stubbornly, to prove that he was a better man than either' of his guests.
Will had scarcely finished his monologue, when he heard the macer cry out, "Maxwell against Lord Traquair;" then came forward the advocates, and shook their wigs over the bar, and at length old Durie, the President, said, in words that did not escape Will's vigilant ear "This case, I believe, involves the right to the large barony of Coberston.
"He is a very wealthy man, and I have no doubt a very kind and honest man." "He is a very cheeky man," smiled Miss McTavish. "No doubt no doubt," said Traquair; "and it would leave you to the honest enjoyment of your houses and lands, which otherwise you propose to hand over to him. Still, it is well for a Scot to be cautious." "For a Scotch Scot," said Miss McTavish.
"Miss McTavish," he said, "was for telling you at once; but she left the matter entirely to my discretion. I have thought best to tell you." "Would the law," asked McTavish, "oust Miss McTavish and stand me in her shoes?" "The law," said Traquair pointedly, "would not do the former, and," with a glance at McTavish's feet, "the Auld Nick could not do the latter." McTavish laughed.
Traquair gave the good dame his hand, and she departed, wondering, as she went, what the Lord Warden was to do with a stolen lurdon. A young damsel might have been a fair prize for the handsome baron; but an "auld wife," as she muttered to herself, was the most extraordinary object of rieving she had ever heard of, amidst all the varieties of a Borderer's prey.
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