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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Bride of Lammermoor by Walter Scott: something canny till yoursell, and the Wolf's Hope carles to
settle kindly wi' the Master of Ravenswood--that is, Lord
Ravenswood--God bless his lordship!"
A smile, and a hearty squeeze by the hand, was the suitable
answer to this overture; and Caleb made his escape from the
jovial party, in order to avoid committing himself by any special
promises.
"The Lord be gude to me," said Caleb, when he found himself in
the open air, and at liberty to give vent to the self-
exultation with which he was, as it were, distended; "did ever
ony man see sic a set of green-gaislings? The very pickmaws and
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