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Before
the
dusk
fell
he
was
on
the
road
to
Calidon
.
He
had
expected
to
find
a
house
garrisoned
and
dragooned
,
and
had
invented
an
errand
of
ministerial
duty
to
explain
his
presence
.
He
found
instead
a
normal
Calidon
-
-
the
evening
bustle
about
the
gates
,
an
open
door
,
and
Katrine
herself
taking
the
air
in
the
pleasance
beside
the
dovecot
.
She
came
towards
him
with
bright
inquiring
eyes
.
"
You
have
soldiers
here
?
"
he
asked
breathlessly
.
She
nodded
to
a
corner
of
the
house
,
which
had
been
the
shell
of
the
old
peel
tower
.
"
They
are
there
-
-
three
of
them
-
-
since
last
night
.
They
arrived
drunk
-
-
with
two
wretched
women
tied
to
their
stirrups
.
.
.
.
We
were
most
courteous
to
them
,
and
they
were
not
courteous
to
us
.
So
Jock
Dodds
wiled
them
into
the
place
we
call
the
Howlet
’
s
Nest
and
gave
them
usquebagh
and
strong
ale
till
they
dropped
on
the
floor
.
They
are
prisoners
and
woke
up
an
hour
ago
,
but
they
may
roar
long
and
loud
before
a
cheep
is
heard
outside
the
Howlet
’
s
Nest
,
and
the
door
is
stout
enough
to
defy
an
army
.
"
"
But
Leslie
himself
will
be
here
.
Other
soldiers
will
come
,
and
how
will
you
explain
your
prisoners
?
"
The
girl
laughed
merrily
.
"
Trust
Aunt
Grizel
.
Two
lone
women
-
-
violent
and
drunken
banditti
-
-
locking
them
up
the
only
way
-
-
and
then
a
spate
of
texts
and
a
fine
passage
about
soldiers
of
the
good
cause
setting
an
ensample
.
I
will
wager
my
best
hawk
that
Aunt
Grizel
will
talk
down
General
Leslie
and
every
minister
in
his
train
.
.
.
.
The
women
are
safe
in
the
garret
,
less
hurt
than
frightened
.
The
poor
things
talk
only
the
Erse
,
and
there
’
s
none
about
the
town
to
crack
with
them
.
"
He
told
her
of
the
midnight
visit
to
the
manse
and
the
lame
man
left
on
his
hands
.
"
You
saw
him
?
"
she
whispered
.
"
You
saw
the
Lord
Marquis
.
How
did
he
look
?
Was
he
very
weary
and
sorrowful
?
"
