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Updated: June 10, 2025
He was striding along zealfully, brandishing his sword, and disdaining even to take off his back the bull-hide targe, though all his neighbours kept theirs in front of them on the left arm. "You have wrecked honest homes!" I argued with him in my mind. "You put the torch to the widow's thatch, you have driven the cattle from Elrigmore, and what of a girl with dark eyes like the sloe?
"Ceremony here, devoir there!" said she, smiling, "there was surely no need for a key to our door, Elrigmore " "Colin, Mistress Brown, plain Colin, if you please." "Colin, if you will, though it seems daftlike to be so free with a soldier of twelve years' fortune. You were for the widow's garret Does some one wait on you below?" "John Splendid." "My mother's in-bye.
"Perhaps Elrigmore may be inclined to go up to the camp too; he may help you to the pick of your horse and we'll believe you the soldier of fortune again when we see you one." She, at least, had no belief that the mine-manager was to be a mercenary again. She tapped with a tiny toe on the pebbles, affecting a choler the twinkle in her eyes did not homologate.
It came on me like a flash three minutes ago, that this gross oldster, sitting of a Saturday sipping the good aqua of Elrigmore, with a pendulous waistcoat and a wrinkled hand, is not the lad whose youth and courtship you put me in mind of." "Stretch your hand, Provost, and fill your glass," said my father. He was not merry in his later years, but he had a hospitable heart.
I give you the old word, Elrigmore: 'Claymore and the Gael ; for the rest pardon me you gentlemen are out of the ploy.
"Man, Elrigmore," he cried, "you have surely studied me poorly if you would think me the man to insult the woman and show my own stupidity at the same time by exposing my strategy when a bit fancy tale and a short daunder on a pleasant morning would save the feelings of both the lady and myself."
"Ay, John," said I, "it's easy for you to be light-hearted in the matter. You may readily build your bachelor's house at Barbreck, and I may set up again the barn at Elrigmore; but where husband or son is gone it's a different story. For love is a passion stronger than hate.
A little lane rather; and Elrigmore, with schooling and the wisdom of travel, felt he could see into the heart's core of the cunningest merchant in the place. But anyway, here I was, riding into town from the Cromalt end on a night in autumn.
"Our friend does himself injustice, my dear Elrigmore," said Argile, smiling; "he came home against his will, I have no doubt, and I know he brought back with him a musketoon bullet in the hip, that couped him by the heels down in Glassary for six months."
"You're not very gleg at some things, Elrigmore," he said, smiling. "Your Latin gave you no clue, did it, to the fact that she thought John M'Iver a vagabond of the deepest dye?" "If she thought that," I cried, "she baffles me; for a hint I let drop in a mere careless badinage of your gallanting reputation made her perilously near angry."
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