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“
You
told
me
that
the
Scotch
had
the
hardest
heads
and
the
softest
hearts
of
any
people
that
’
s
living
,
”
answered
Freckles
.
Duncan
grunted
in
gratified
disapproval
.
Freckles
picked
up
his
club
and
started
down
the
line
,
whistling
cheerily
,
for
he
had
an
unusually
long
repertoire
upon
which
to
draw
.
Duncan
went
straight
to
the
lower
camp
,
and
calling
McLean
aside
,
repeated
the
conversation
verbatim
,
ending
:
“
And
nae
matter
what
happens
now
or
ever
,
dinna
ye
dare
let
onythin
’
make
ye
believe
that
Freckles
hasna
guarded
faithful
as
ony
man
could
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
think
anything
could
shake
my
faith
in
the
lad
,
”
answered
McLean
.
Freckles
was
whistling
merrily
.
He
kept
one
eye
religiously
on
the
line
.
The
other
he
divided
between
the
path
,
his
friends
of
the
wire
,
and
a
search
of
the
sky
for
his
latest
arrivals
.
Every
day
since
their
coming
he
had
seen
them
,
either
hanging
as
small
,
black
clouds
above
the
swamp
or
bobbing
over
logs
and
trees
with
their
queer
,
tilting
walk
.
Whenever
he
could
spare
time
,
he
entered
the
swamp
and
tried
to
make
friends
with
them
,
for
they
were
the
tamest
of
all
his
unnumbered
subjects
.
They
ducked
,
dodged
,
and
ambled
around
him
,
over
logs
and
bushes
,
and
not
even
a
near
approach
would
drive
them
to
flight
.
For
two
weeks
he
had
found
them
circling
over
the
Limberlost
regularly
,
but
one
morning
the
female
was
missing
and
only
the
big
black
chicken
hung
sentinel
above
the
swamp
.
His
mate
did
not
reappear
in
the
following
days
,
and
Freckles
grew
very
anxious
.
He
spoke
of
it
to
Mrs
.
Duncan
,
and
she
quieted
his
fears
by
raising
a
delightful
hope
in
their
stead
.
“
Why
,
Freckles
,
if
it
’
s
the
hen
-
bird
ye
are
missing
,
it
’
s
ten
to
one
she
’
s
safe
,
”
she
said
.
“
She
’
s
laid
,
and
is
setting
,
ye
silly
!
Watch
him
and
mark
whaur
he
lichts
.
Then
follow
and
find
the
nest
.
Some
Sabbath
we
’
ll
all
gang
see
it
.
”
Accepting
this
theory
,
Freckles
began
searching
for
the
nest
.
Because
these
“
chickens
”
were
large
,
as
the
hawks
,
he
looked
among
the
treetops
until
he
almost
sprained
the
back
of
his
neck
.
He
had
half
the
crow
and
hawk
nests
in
the
swamp
located
.
He
searched
for
this
nest
instead
of
collecting
subjects
for
his
case
.
