THE FLIGHT IN THE HEATHER.
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but if I had laughed, I think I must have wept too.
"Alan," cried I, "what makes ye so good to me? What makes ye care for such a thankless fellow?"
"Deed, and I don't know," said Alan. "For just precisely what I thought I liked about ye, was that ye never quarrelled:—and now I like ye better!"
