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  • then directed the ray of the little lamp toward the further
  • bairn in the other; Lorne, with the baby, and the older
  • She saw nothing but hares and deer and a lone eagle, until
  • “This is the day we go to ask Lochiel and the Camerons
  • And thus matters stood when, one hot night, Meriem, unable
  • Great Glen, and perhaps go to stay with friends here in
  • be passed from runner to runner until the whole area had
  • the army. She had had enough of battles. Just a few miles
  • reward that they would win from him if they carried his
  • house in Lochaber is a danger. I’ll be away east out
  • to hound the fringes of her mind. Montrose, all unknowing,
  • authoritative Lowland voice. And by crouching behind a
  • in all the finer points of big game hunting. Of an evening
  • It was fortunate that Kelpie’s senses remained alert
  • am thinking I have had my fill of armies and battles,”
  • broth and scones from a generous young Cameron wife, she
  • wall. He staggered down again; his remarkable physical
  • be wise just to take a wee peek at what Argyll was doing,
  • as she entered. “Dhia dhuit,” he greeted her politely.
  • had warned him against Alex, and so would forgive her for
  • or hedges under water, many fish which are left on the
  • again. Instead, she went back to the tower room at Inverlochy
  • Morag thought about it for a while, her lean face still
  • Morag Mhor and the other women were preparing breakfast.
  • The other he ordered straight westward with orders to halt
  • to the sharp feel of danger, her small figure dark and
  • reason to fear Mac Cailein Mor, Kelpie had that much more.
  • tomorrow night or the next in the comfort of Glenfern,
  • unlocked the door at the foot of the steps. He turned,
  • It was fortunate that Kelpie’s senses remained alert
  • gratefully. Kelpie left the house hurriedly, feeling oddly
  • “Slugabed!” Morag greeted her, and Kelpie grinned cheekily,
  • steps were ahead of him, and then a long brick tunnel in
  • away up the Glen. But she would take her leave marveling
  • knowing all about Morag’s pretended fierceness by now.
  • trap and wiped out, it would put Argyll altogether in control
  • good old blooms of northern Europe which My Dear had so
  • But Kelpie shook her head. She wanted to be farther than
  • way, and it costing only a few minutes to warn the lass.
  • She had planned to be off the first thing in the morning,
  • his face. A bank of yellow fog instantly enveloped him,
  • decided not to take anything at all. Somehow the good will
  • There were more men than ever to feed, since the Glencoe
  • Kelpie giggled, and Morag shook her fist at the other ear.
  • golden dragon. Max pulled the keys from his pocket, and
  • kilt. Kelpie followed him to a dilapidated hut on the bank
  • authoritative Lowland voice. And by crouching behind a
  • raise his clan. He did. The traditional cross was made
  • Max realized that he must lower his head if he would follow.
  • a small hillock, not daring to raise her head but listening
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