| asicsepireeborie | Date: Wednesday, 15 May 2013, 12:29:02 | Message # 1 |
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Brown, who had by this time received his change, put a shilling into her hand, bade his person hosting farewell, and, taking the route how the player choose to go before, walked quickly on, with the main benefit of being well guided by the fresh hoof-prints of his horse. Meg Merrilies sorted him for a long time, and then muttered to herself, 鈥業 maun see that lad again; and I maun team back to Ellangowan too. The Laird鈥檚 dead! aweel, death pays a鈥?scores; he was a sort man ance. The Sheriff鈥檚 flitted, and I can keep canny in the rose bush; so there鈥檚 no muckle risk to safety o鈥?cleaning the cramp 鈥?ring. I would like to see bonny Ellangowan again or I die. 鈥?
Brown meanwhile proceeded northward at a round pace along the moorish tract called the Waste of Cumberland. He passed a solitary house, towards how the horseman who preceded him had apparently turned up, for his horse鈥檚 press was evident in that direction. A little further, he appeared to have returned again into the road. Mr. Dinmont had probably made a try there either of business or pleasure. 鈥業 wish, 鈥?thought Brown, 鈥榯he good player had staid till I came up; I will don鈥檛 you have been sorry to ask him a few pre-determined questions about the road, which generally seems to grow wilder and wilder. 鈥?
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