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St. Ives

CHAPTER X--THE DROVERS
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If you are troubled, you can very truly put the blame upon your late companion; and if I am pursued, I must just try to keep out of the way.' 'Mr.St.Ivy,' said Sim, with something resembling enthusiasm, 'no' a word mair! I have met in wi' mony kinds o' gentry ere now; I hae seen o' them that was the tae thing, and I hae seen o' them that was the tither; but the wale of a gentleman like you I have no sae very frequently seen the bate of.' Our night march was accordingly pursued with unremitting diligence.

The stars paled, the east whitened, and we were still, both dogs and men, toiling after the wearied cattle.

Again and again Sim and Candlish lamented the necessity: it was 'fair ruin on the bestial,' they declared; but the thought of a judge and a scaffold hunted them ever forward.

I myself was not so much to be pitied.

All that night, and during the whole of the little that remained before us of our conjunct journey, I enjoyed a new pleasure, the reward of my prowess, in the now loosened tongue of Mr.Sim.


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