” He panted. “I knew that you waited at the farmhouse. Her father had smiles ready for her, he seemed to be truly happy with her for the first time since her infancy. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. The venturous climber gazed for a moment at the assemblage beneath, to ascertain that he was not discovered; and, having satisfied himself in this particular, he stepped out more boldly. The Jacobite daws want a scarecrow.
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