"
"Ay, ay, maybe you and her hae settled that already," said Willie of
Westburnflat.
"And Grace?" interrupted Hobbie, shaking himself loose from the friends
who had been preaching to him the sanctity of the safe-conduct, upon
the faith of which the freebooter had ventured from his tower,--"Where's
Grace?" and he rushed on the marauder, sword in hand.
Westburnflat, thus pressed, after calling out, "Godsake, Hobbie, hear
me a gliff!" fairly turned his back and fled. His mother stood ready
to open and shut the grate; but Hobbie struck at the freebooter as he
entered with so much force, that the sword made a considerable cleft in
the lintel of the vaulted door, which is still shown as a memorial of
the superior strength of those who lived in the days of yore. Ere
Hobbie could repeat the blow, the door was shut and secured, and he was
compelled to retreat to his companions, who were now preparing to break
up the siege of Westburnflat. They insisted upon his accompanying them
in their return.
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