Subject: semifinal dessert

From: "Christiana Stevens" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2006 23:12:49 +0900

His place isamong our enemies, to be food for our powder.
I want to ask you something, Jaikie continued. The interview had awakened some long-dormant spirit in Mr Craw.
Mr Craw was seated by his bedroom fire, writing with greatcontentment. Theres generally a lot o queer folkbidin in the Hydro, and a lot o thems foreigners. Jaikies eye passed to his companion, who was the moreconspicuous figure. I have always in a matter like this avoidedpersonal contacts.
You might say that the situation at Castle Gay was out ofhand.
Like the Young Pretender, says AuntHatty. At the moment he had a healthy dislikeof Jaikie, but he believed him to be honest. Were theyEvallonians, a reserve summoned to wait in the background?
It had better be to-morrow morning early. Have you come to spy out the nakedness of the land? Ye can come back wi me and see if ye canget a glisk o them. He announced that he also had been for a walk.
They seem tothink Im rather an important person.
I dont think you should go back to Castle Gay to-night, he said. Yon Sneddon was naemair use than a tattie-bogle. But just before they reached it, he stopped short andwhistled on Woolworth.
The onlyexception to this dismal decorum was a woman, who had a real giftof scolding rhetoric.
Theres Tam Grierson, the heid-porter, he was told. Hes terribly good-looking, but hes as dull as anowl. He remembered their eagertalk at the Hydropathic door. But the sight of him had put Allins and his friendinto a state of considerable excitement. He thought he realised the reasonfor this change of purpose. You see,theyve made a devout ally of Mr McCunn. Yon was a dreich show last night, Mr Galt, was all he found timeto say. You dont mean to give them any chance to getback on you through the Evallonian business.