Guy Mannering, Or, the Astrologer — Volume 02 by Sir Walter Scott
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a cautious glance at the door, and then proceeded in his
instructions. 'When you escape, you had better go to the Kaim of Derncleugh.' 'Donner! that howff is blown.' 'The devil! well, then, you may steal my skiff that lies on the beach there, and away. But you must remain snug at the Point of Warroch till I come to see you.' 'The Point of Warroch?' said Hatteraick, his countenance again falling; 'what, in the cave, I suppose? I would rather it were anywhere else; es spuckt da: they say for certain that he walks. But, donner and blitzen! I never shunned him alive, and I won't shun him dead. Strafe mich helle! it shall never be said Dirk Hatteraick feared either dog or devil! So I am to wait there till I see you?' 'Ay, ay,' answered Glossin, 'and now I must call in the men.' He did so accordingly. 'I can make nothing of Captain Jansen, as he calls himself, Mac- Guffog, and it's now too late to bundle him off to the county jail. Is there not a strong room up yonder in the old castle?' 'Ay is there, sir; my uncle the constable ance kept a man there for three days in auld Ellangowan's time. But there was an unco dust about it; it was tried in the Inner House afore the Feifteen.' |
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