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[Cleotilde Achin]

Vaiging (wandering) through the grosset (gooseberry) bushes after the
lass." I told
him huffily that if that was all he could say I had better have kept
the
story to myself. I had come for advice, not to be laughed at. Donald
flashed his winsome smile and linked an arm in mine. "Well then, and
here's advice for you, man. Jouk (duck) and let the jaw (wave) go by.
Gin it were me the colder she were the better I wad like it. Dinna you
see that the lass
rages because she likes you fine; and since she's
a Hieland maid brought up under the blue lift she hasna learnt to hate
and smile in the same breath." "I make neither head nor tail of your
riddles,"
I told him impatiently. "By your way of it so far as
I can make out she both likes and hates me. Now
how can that be?" Captain Macdonald's droll eye appeared to pity me.
"Kenneth, bairn, but you're an awfu' ignoramus. You ken
naething ava about the lassies. I'm wondering what they learnt

you at Oxford. Gin it's the same to you we'll talk of something mair
within your comprehension."

And thereupon he dive
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