White Heather: A Novel (Volume 1 of 3)Black, William
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White Heather: A Novel (Volume 1 of 3)
Black, William
Scotland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
And when he got as far as the inn he found that the mail-cart had just
arrived, so he turned aside to have a little gossip with the small group
of shepherds and others who had come to see whether there were any
newspapers or letters for them. He was a great favourite with these;
perhaps also an object of envy to the younger of the lads; for he lived
the life of a gentleman, one might say, and was his own master;
moreover, where was there any one who looked so smart and dressed so
neatly—his Glengarry cap, his deerstalking jacket, his knickerbockers,
his hand-knitted socks, and white spats, and shoes, being all so trim
and well cared for, even in this wild winter weather? There was some
laughing and joking about the forthcoming supper-party; and more than
one of them would have had him go inside with them to have ’a glass,’
but he was proof against that temptation; while the yellow-haired Nelly,
who was at work within, happening to turn her eyes to the window, and
catching sight of him standing there, and being jealous of his
popularity with all those shepherd-lads and gillies, suddenly said to
her mistress—
’There’s Ronald outside, mem, and I think he might go away and shoot
something for the gentleman’s dinner.’
’Very well,’ said Mrs. Murray; ’go and say that I would be very much
obliged to him indeed if he would bring me a hare or two the first time
he is going up the hill, but at his own convenience, to be sure.’
But that was not the message that Nelly went to deliver. She wanted to
show her authority before all these half-critical idlers, and also, as a
good-looking lass, her independence and her mastery over men-folk.
’Ronald,’ said she, at the door of the inn, ’I think you might just as
well be going up the hill and bringing us down a hare or two, instead of
standing about here doing nothing.’
’Is that Highland manners, lass?’ he said, but with perfect good humour.
’I’m thinking ye might say "if ye please." But I’ll get ye a hare or
two, sure enough, and ye’ll keep the first dance for me on Monday
night.’
’Indeed I am not sure that I will be at the dancing at all,’ retorted
the pretty Nelly; but this was merely to cover her retreat—she did not
wish to have any further conversation before that lot of idle
half-grinning fellows.
As for Ronald, he bade them good-morning, and went lightly on his way
again. He was going up the hill anyway; and he might as well bring down
a brace of hares for Mrs. Murray; so, after walking along the road for a
mile or so, he struck off across some rough and partly marshy ground,
and presently began to climb the lower slopes of Clebrig, getting ever a
wider and wider view as he ascended, and always when he turned finding
beneath him the wind-stirred waters of the loch, where a tiny dark
object, slow-moving near the shores, told him where the salmon fishers
were patiently pursuing their sport.
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