"Yes, let us go in the morning." "Wee Brown Elspeth seems very near me this evening," I said.

"I feel as if--" I broke off and began again.

"I have a puzzled feeling about her.
This afternoon I found some manuscript pushed behind a book on a high shelf in the library.

Angus said he had hidden it there because it was a savage story he did not wish me to read.

It was the history of the feud between Ian Red Hand and Dark Malcolm of the Glen.