Roanoke of Roanoke Hall: A Romance — page 137: what you’re looking at

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Roanoke of Roanoke Hall. 131 “Bring the lad along,” interrupted John o’ Compton, roughly ; and I was lifted by one of the men and carried through the postern onto the platform. “‘Faur ye weel, Ralph, faur ye weel,” wailed Meg, in parting salutation. “(Gude be wi’ ye, as He’s aboon us a, for it’s ill hauns ye’re in the noo. I heard the élatter 0’ the causey loud, loud the nicht, and it'll come hame in time.” As I stood while some arrangements were being completed in the boat which awaited us, I heard for the last time, still far away, that faint clop, clop, clop, the sound of which I had begun to dread almost as much as Meg herself, for whether she wereright or wrong about it the hearing of it always seemed the precursor of some misfortune or disaster to myself. It was a warm summer night, cloudy over- head, but with no likelihood of rain, and even in my desperate straits I could not altogether resist the soothing influence of the fresh air, and the smooth, easy fashion in which we were swept onward by the long, sturdy strokes of the brawny oarsmen. comichbooks.com