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 "Many thanks, Hobbie; but I hope we shall have no war of so unnatural and unchristian a kind in our time."

"Hout, sir, hout; it wad be but a wee bit neighbour war, and Heaven and earth would make allowances for it in this uncultivated place—it's just the nature o' the folk and the land—we canna live quiet like Loudon folk—we hae na sae muckle to do."

"Well, Hobbie, for one who believes so deeply as you do in supernatural appearances, I must own you take Heaven in your own hand rather audaciously, considering where we are walking."

"What needs I care for the Micklestane-Moor ony mair than mair than ye do yoursel, Earnscliff? to be sure they say there's a sort o' worricows and lang-nebbed things about the land, but what need I care for them? I hae a good conscience, unless it be about a rant amang the lasses, or a splore at a fair, and that's no muckle to