What's Mine's Mine — Volume 1 by George MacDonald
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shooting; and mamma is always so afraid we lose ourselves, or fall
down a few precipices, or get into a bog, or be eaten by wild beasts!" "If this frost last, we shall have time to show you something of the country. I see you can walk!" "We can walk well enough, and should so like to get to the top of a mountain!" "For the crossing then!" said Alister, and turning to the burn, jumped and re-jumped it, as if to let them see how to do it. The bed of the stream was at the spot narrowed by two rocks, so that, though there was little of it, the water went through with a roar, and a force to take a man off his legs. It was too wide for the ladies, and they stood eyeing it with dismay, fearing an end to their walk and the pleasant companionship. "Do not be frightened, ladies," said Alister: "it is not too wide for you." "You have the advantage of us in your dress!" said Christina. "I will get you over quite safe," returned the chief. Christina looked as if she could not trust herself to him. "I will try," said Mercy. |
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