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And I can't do anything to show my gratitude to you, you quaint wee soul, but give you a saucer of cream!" She laughed, and springing up, began to prepare the tea. While she was moving quickly to and fro on this household business, Helmsley beckoned Reay to come closer to him. "Speak frankly, Mr. Reay!" he said. "As the master of her heart, you are the master of her home.
"The result," M'Iver hurried to exclaim, but putting out his breast with a touch of vanity, "of a private rencontre, an affair of my own with a Reay gentleman, and not to be laid to my credit as part of the war's scaith at all."
"You conducted your duello in odd style under Lums-den, surely," said I, "if you fought with powder and ball instead of steel, which is more of a Highlander's weapon to my way of thinking. All our affairs in the Reay battalion were with claymore sometimes with targe, sometimes wanting." "It was less a trial of valour than a wager about which had the better skill with the musket.
She echoed the name and then, stooping abruptly towards the fire, began to make it up afresh. Helmsley watched her intently. "Don't you like Mr. Reay?" he asked. She turned a smiling face round upon him. "Why, of course I like him!" she answered "I think everyone in Weircombe likes him." "I wonder if he'll ever marry?" pursued Helmsley, with a meditative air. "Ah, I wonder!
She broke off, passing her hand across her brow and looking puzzled. "Mr. Reay is very much to be congratulated!" said Sir Francis, gently. She smiled rather sadly.
Every morning and every night he went into your room looking for you, and whined so pitifully at not finding you that I had quite a trouble to comfort him." "More tender-hearted than many a human so-called 'friend'!" murmured Helmsley. "Why yes, of course!" said Reay. "There's nothing more faithful on earth than a faithful dog except" and he smiled "a faithful husband!" Mary laughed.
"By Heavens, gentlemen, it's true!" cried Captain Reay to the others. "Here, show more light at the gangway!" And then amid a babble of excitement, Lieutenant Channing, pale, hatless, and excited, ascended the gangway, carrying in his arms a woman whose white face and dark hair stood clearly revealed under the blaze of lights held aloft by the seamen.
"I was getting anxious about you, David!" she said; "you aren't quite strong enough to be out in such a cold wind." Then she turned her eyes enquiringly on Reay, who lifted his cap while Helmsley explained his presence. "This is a gentleman who is staying in the village Mr. Reay," he said "He's been very kind in helping me up the hill and I said you would give him a cup of tea."
"The neid-fire was made in North Uist about the year 1829, in Arran about 1820, in Helmsdale about 1818, in Reay about 1830." From the foregoing account we learn that in Arran the annual Beltane fire was regularly made by the friction of wood, and that it was used to protect men and cattle against a great witch.
But if you judge her in this way now, why did you ever fall in love with her?" "She was pretty, David!" and Reay smiled "That's all! My passion for her was skin-deep! And hers for me didn't even touch the cuticle! She was pretty as pretty as a wax-doll, perfect eyes, perfect hair, perfect figure, perfect complexion ugh! how I hate perfection!"
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