The Novels, Tales and Sketches of J. M. Barrie Volume 5

The Novels, Tales and Sketches of J. M. Barrie Volume 5

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 edition. Excerpt: ...have driven it away, dear. You are trembling." " What we are doing frightens me, Gavin. It is at your heels again!" " It seems to know you." " Oh, Gavin, it is Lord Rintoul's collie Snap. It will bite you." "No, I have driven it back again. Probably the earl is following us." " Gavin, I cannot go on with this." " Quicker, Babbie." " Leave me, dear, and save yourself!" " Lean on me, Babbie." " Oh, Gavin, is there no way but this? " No sure way." " Even though we are married to-night " " We shall be married in five minutes, and then, whatever befall, he cannot have you." "But after?" " I will take you straight to the manse, to my mother." " Were it not for that dog, I should think we were alone on the hill." " But we are not. See, there are the gypsy fires." On the west side of the hill--two figures: " Tammas, Tammas Whamond, I've lost you. Should we gang to the manse down the fields? " " Wheesht, Hendry!" " What are you listening for? " " I heard a dog barking." " Only a gypsy dog, Tammas, barking at the coming storm." " The gypsy dogs are all tied up, and this one's atween us and the Toad's-hole. What was that?" " It was nothing but the rubbing of the branches in the cemetery on ane another. It's said, trees mak' that fearsome sound when they're terrified." " It was a dog barking at somebody that's stoning it. I ken that sound, Hendry Munn." " May I die the death, Tammas Whamond, if a great drap o' rain didna strike me the now, and I swear it was warm. I'm for running hame." " I'm for seeing who drove awa that dog. Come back wi' me, Hendry." " I winna. There's no a soul on the hill but you and me and thae daffing and drinking gypsies. How do you no answer me, Tammas? Hie, Tammas Whamond, whaur are you? He's gone! Ay, then I'll mak' tracks hame...".show more

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  • Paperback | 58 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 122g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236674626
  • 9781236674623