There were six that did not feel fery well before Ian fell; he could do good work with the sword as well as the bayonet, and he wass not bad with the dirk at a time." Neither this woman nor her house were like anything in Drumtochty, for in it there was a buffet for dishes, and a carved chest and a large chair, all of old black oak; and above the mantelpiece two broadswords were crossed, with a circle of war medals beneath on a velvet ground, flanked by two old pistols.
"I suppose those arms have belonged to your people, Mrs.Macpherson; may I look at them ?" "They are not anything to be admiring, and it wass not manners that I should hef been boasting of my men.

It iss a pleasant evening and good for walking." "You were at the meeting, I think ?" and Carmichael tried to get nearer this iron woman.

"We were sorry you had to go out before the end.

Did you not feel at home ?" "I will not be accustomed to the theatre, and I am not liking it instead of the church." "But surely there was nothing worse in my singing alone than praying alone ?" and Carmichael began to argue like a Scotsman, who always fancies that people can be convinced by logic, and forgets that many people, Celts in especial, are ruled by their heart and not by their head; "do you see anything wrong in one praising God aloud in a hymn, as the Virgin Mary did ?" "It iss the Virgin Mary you will be coming to next, no doubt, and the Cross and the Mass, like the Catholics, although I am not saying anything against them, for my mother's cousins four times removed were Catholics, and fery good people.

But I am a Presbyterian, and do not want the Virgin Mary." Carmichael learned at that moment what it was to argue with a woman, and he was to make more discoveries in that department before he came to terms with the sex, and would have left in despair had it not been for an inspiration of his good angel.
"Well, Mrs.Macpherson, I did n't come to argue about hymns, but to bid you welcome to the Glen and to ask for a glass of water, for preaching is thirsty work." "It iss black shame I am crying on myself for sitting here and offering you neither meat nor drink," and she was stung with regret in an instant.