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Robert Falconer

CHAPTER V
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If a spirit of satire could be supposed converted into something Christian by an infusion of the tenderest loving-kindness and humanity, remaining still recognizable notwithstanding that all its bitterness was gone, such was the expression of Miss Letty's mouth, It was always half puckered as if in resistance to a comic smile, which showed itself at the windows of the keen gray eyes, however the mouth might be able to keep it within doors.

She was neatly dressed in black silk, with a lace collar.

Her hands were small and white.
The moment the traveller stopped at the door, Miss Napier started.
'Letty,' she said, 'wha's that?
I could amaist sweir to Black Geordie's fit.' 'A' four o' them, I think,' returned Miss Letty, as the horse, notwithstanding, or perhaps in consequence of his fatigue, began to paw and move about on the stones impatiently.
The rider had not yet spoken.
'He'll be efter some o' 's deevil-ma'-care sculduddery.

But jist rin to the door, Letty, or Lizzy 'll be there afore ye, and maybe she wadna be ower ceevil.

What can he be efter noo ?' 'What wad the grew (grayhound) be efter but maukin (hare) ?' returned Miss Letty.
'Hoot! nonsense! He kens naething aboot her.


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