"Mr.Jardine, will you give me that?
Had you heard that Abercrombie's cows were lifted ?" "Aye, I heard.

What is it, Holdfast ?" Both dogs had raised their heads.
"Bran is outside," said Strickland.
As he spoke the door opened and there came in a youth of seventeen, tall and well-built, with clothing that testified to an encounter alike with brier and bog.

The hound Bran followed him.

He blinked at the lights and the fire, then with a gesture of deprecation crossed the hall to the stairway.

His mother spoke after him.
"Davie will set you something to eat." He answered, "I do not want anything," then, five steps up, paused and turned his head.