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- Morison had been urging his suit once more that evening,
- it again. Next time you might just be getting a claymore
- your own lives, but must always be quarreling clan against
- as she could. She tucked in her lip and looked pathetically
- fowls, sheep, goats, pigs, horses, and cattle; the order
- deep, every man protected by corselet and an iron headpiece,
- blaze as visions of royal grandeur hurtled through her
- the thrifty and Kirk-trained Lowlands, people were usually
- to have a good idea of time, was employed to strike the
- “Ou, aye,” agreed Ian with a grin. “But just think
- savages, like the Red Indians of America. And even Stewart
- She wandered on, begging, stealing, and listening, until
- fowls, sheep, goats, pigs, horses, and cattle; the order
- the number of Highlanders, who wore only ragged kilts and
- A fine, daft, gallant, and suicidal idea it seemed to her.
- be wearing Gordon or MacDonald tartans. Whatever were those
- big farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougher
- she never saw him make any magic signs, and his words were
- with respect amounting almost to worship, and everyone
- Ian, heir to Glenfern (for Master Alex, although a foster
- Was it, though, the ever beautiful blossoms of hollyhocks
- young man, and Kelpie remembered. She had seen it in the
- in, looked quite innocent, so that, even on the edge of
- of Inchbrakie, and his words to them were less simple and
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