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and bid you welcome;" for Carmichael had not yet learned the art of conversation, which stands mainly in touching details lightly and avoiding the letter I.
"It is very cruel of you to be so honest and dispel our flattering illusions"-- Kate marvelled at his mendacity--"we supposed you had come 'anes errand'-- I'm picking up Scotch--to call on your new neighbours.
Does the high road pass the Lodge ?" "Oh no; the road is eight miles further; but the Drumtochty people take the near way through the woods; it's also much prettier.

I hope you will not forbid us, General?
two people a week is all the traffic." "Forbid them--not I," said Carnegie, laughing.

"A man is not born and bred in this parish without learning some sense.