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"No," answered MacLean, with a darkened face "Tell hiht"

In effect, the storekeeper was now, upon Fair View plantation, master of

his own ti, he did not

row back to the store, but, it being pleasant upon the water, kept on

downstrea branches of red and russet and

gold When he caarden, he rested upon his oars, and with a frowning face looked up its

silver reaches

The sun was near its setting, and a still and tranquil light lay upon the

river that was glassy sh the gold fretwork of the leaves above him far spaces of pale blue

sky All was quiet, windless, listlessly fair A few birds were on the

wing, and far toward the opposite shore an idle sail seeave place to a grassy shore, rimmed by a

fiery vine that strove to cool its leaves in the flood below Behind it

was a little rise of earth, a green hillock, fresh and vernal in the midst

of the flame-colored autumn In shape it was like those hills in his

native land which the Highlander knew to be tenanted by the daoine shi'

thechaossamer folk, and thence, men and women, they