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But the same instant her face flushed hotter than ever fire or cooking made it; what she had said was in itself true, but what she had not said, yet meant him to understand, was not true, for Grizzie had gone nowhere near Muir o' Warlock. Aggie had never told a lie in her life, and almost before the words were out of her mouth, she felt as if the solid earth were sinking from under her feet.
An' syne, wi' the folk comin' to spier for 'im an' swarmin' ower the kirkyaird, ye'd think a warlock was aboot. Bobby isna your dog " "Haud yoursel', man. Bobby's a famous dog, with the freedom of Edinburgh given to him, and naething will do but Glenormiston must show him to a company o' grand folk at his bit country place.
She had no one but those old aunts to care for her, she was poor and rebellious and ignorant. Warlock was kind-hearted beyond the normal charity of man much of his weakness came from that very kindness. As he saw which way he was going he tried to pull himself back. He could not protect her he had the best of reasons for knowing why. He could do her nothing but harm ... and yet he went on.
"Possible it is," said the Warlock Merlin, "but woe to the man or mother's son that attempts it, if he is not well taught beforehand what he is to do." The eldest brother of Burd Ellen was not to be put off, by any fear of danger, from attempting to get her back, so he begged the Warlock Merlin to tell him what he should do, and what he should not do, in going to seek his sister.
The dignity of his English had far more effect on the man than the friendliness of their mother-tongue. "Maybe ye wadna objec' to mak mention by name o' the toon nearest to ye whan ye was at hame?" said the old man, and from his altered manner and tone Cosmo felt he might reply. "It was ca'd Muir o' Warlock," he answered. "Lord, man! come into the hoose.
She caught the girl's hand with hers and held her. Maggie could feel her swift agonized breathing. Then with a little sigh the moment had passed. Maggie still knelt there looking up into her aunt's face. Martha's voice was heard at the door. "Mr. Martin Warlock, Miss. Could you see him? ..." "Yes, Martha," said Aunt Anne, her voice calm and controlled. "Ask him to come up."
You won't tell any one, will you?" "Certainly not if you tell me not to," said Maggie. "Well, Martin Warlock and I ever since he came back. Oh! I don't say it's anything really. But he's attracted by me and would like to go farther. He'll be asking me to marry him one of these days, and then I'll have fun. He would have done the other day if I'd let him. I like him rather, don't you?
They were equally hard and wet on Warlock or Tyr. But now a veil he could not describe, even in his own thoughts, hung between him and the sand over which he walked, between him and the sea which sent spray to wet his torn clothing, between him and that wild wrack of long-ago storms.
Eh! it wad be fearsome to be burnt alive for naething, like as if ane had been a warlock! Mac-Guffog, hear ye! roaring at the top of his voice; 'an ye wad ever hae a haill bane in your skin, let's out, man, let's out! The fire began now to rise high, and thick clouds of smoke rolled past the window at which Bertram and Dinmont were stationed.
The time was when I lent myself to these sort of follies, but, thank my God, I have learned to cast away, aye, and to condemn such degrading thoughts as these. Believe me, young man, that if God is on your side, neither witch nor warlock, or worse than either, could ever hurt you." "Well," said the young man, "if you will not make me one, will you let me make one for myself?"
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