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52                              PASTORAL

winding up the brae, keeping Ms captain's eye upon all
sides, and breaking, ever and again, into a spasm of
bellowing that seemed to make the evening bleaker. It
is thus that I still see him in my mind's eye, perched on
a hump of the declivity not far from Halkerside, his staff
in airy flourish, his great voice taking hold upon the hills
and echoing terror to the lowlands ; I, meanwhile, standing
somewhat back, until the fit should be over, and, with a
pinch of snuff, my friend relapse into his easy, even con-