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"
Well
met
,
"
the
man
cried
.
"
I
’
m
pushing
for
home
,
for
I
’
m
getting
the
yowes
to
the
infield
,
but
I
saw
you
before
the
mist
dropped
and
I
guessed
I
would
find
you
here
.
There
’
s
a
friend
of
yours
up
bye
that
would
be
blithe
to
see
you
-
-
up
the
rig
from
the
auld
aik
on
the
road
to
the
Greenshiel
.
"
With
no
further
word
Mark
touched
his
mare
and
went
off
at
a
canter
.
The
friend
,
thought
David
,
would
be
Richie
Smail
,
who
might
have
some
message
to
him
from
Reiverslaw
.
So
he
turned
as
directed
past
the
root
of
oak
towards
the
ridge
of
the
hill
.
In
twenty
yards
a
figure
loomed
before
him
,
a
figure
on
a
horse
.
He
fancied
it
was
Mark
returning
,
till
as
he
drew
nearer
he
saw
that
it
was
no
man
that
sat
the
black
gelding
and
peered
into
the
thick
weather
.
It
flashed
through
his
mind
that
Mark
had
sent
him
here
on
purpose
.
And
then
something
came
into
his
soul
which
he
had
never
known
before
,
a
reckless
boldness
,
a
wild
joy
which
caught
at
his
heart
.
The
girl
was
looking
away
from
him
,
and
did
not
turn
her
head
till
he
was
close
on
her
and
had
spoken
.
"
Mistress
Katrine
,
"
he
cried
breathlessly
.
She
looked
down
on
him
,
her
face
rosy
,
her
hair
bedabbled
with
the
mist
jewels
.
She
did
not
start
at
his
approach
.
Was
it
possible
that
she
was
expecting
him
?
"
What
does
the
minister
on
the
hill
?
"
she
asked
.
"
What
does
Mistress
Katrine
?
It
will
be
a
thick
night
and
you
are
still
far
from
Calidon
.
"
She
was
dressed
all
in
green
,
with
a
kirtle
which
scarcely
reached
her
ankles
and
left
her
foot
in
the
stirrup
clear
.
The
feather
from
her
green
hat
hung
low
over
her
curls
.
David
had
never
seen
a
woman
gloved
and
booted
for
the
hunt
,
and
in
that
hour
and
in
that
wild
place
the
apparition
was
as
strange
and
as
beautiful
as
a
dream
.
"
I
took
out
the
hawks
this
morning
with
Edie
the
falconer
,
for
the
mallards
were
flighting
over
from
Clyde
.
Edie
went
back
an
hour
ago
with
the
birds
,
and
I
lingered
to
watch
the
mist
creep
up
.
Maybe
I
have
lingered
too
long
.
"
