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... walk towards Scot- land . The first two or three miles were rather melan- choly , from want of the society to which he had of late been accustomed . But this unusual mood of his mind soon gave way to the influence of his na- tural good ...
... walk towards Scot- land . The first two or three miles were rather melan- choly , from want of the society to which he had of late been accustomed . But this unusual mood of his mind soon gave way to the influence of his na- tural good ...
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... walk to a small public - house , at which he proposed to get some refreshment . The ale - house , for it was no better , was situated in the bottom of a little dell , through which trill- ed a small rivulet . It was shaded by a large ...
... walk to a small public - house , at which he proposed to get some refreshment . The ale - house , for it was no better , was situated in the bottom of a little dell , through which trill- ed a small rivulet . It was shaded by a large ...
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... now ? how d'ye travel ? " " On foot , sir ; and if that handsome poney be yours , I should find it impossible to keep up with you . " " No unless ye can walk up to fourteen mile an hour - But ye can come ower the night as GUY MANNERING . 9.
... now ? how d'ye travel ? " " On foot , sir ; and if that handsome poney be yours , I should find it impossible to keep up with you . " " No unless ye can walk up to fourteen mile an hour - But ye can come ower the night as GUY MANNERING . 9.
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... and was whig- ging cannily awa hame , twa land - loupers jumpit out of a peat - hag on me or I was thinking , and got me down , and knevelled me sair aneuch , or I could gar my whip walk about their lugs - and 28 GUY MANNERING .
... and was whig- ging cannily awa hame , twa land - loupers jumpit out of a peat - hag on me or I was thinking , and got me down , and knevelled me sair aneuch , or I could gar my whip walk about their lugs - and 28 GUY MANNERING .
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sir Walter Scott (bart [novels, collected]). could gar my whip walk about their lugs - and troth , gudewife , if this honest gentleman hadna come up , I would have gotten mair licks than I like , and lost mair siller than I could weel ...
sir Walter Scott (bart [novels, collected]). could gar my whip walk about their lugs - and troth , gudewife , if this honest gentleman hadna come up , I would have gotten mair licks than I like , and lost mair siller than I could weel ...
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