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224 True Stories of Girl Heroines

Bonny Scotland. Let them come again, and see the welcome they will get ! '

" It is all very fine for thee to talk ! ' grumbled the lad ; " thou art a woman. Thou dost sit at home at ease. It is us men who have to go forth and take all the hard blows. Thou knowest the fate that has befallen hundreds of us Border men at the hands of the English. Why should we suffer it ? What care I who gets the best of this quarrel ? We are well- nigh as much English as Scotch. What matters it on which side we fight ? Thou needst not glower like that at me. Others say the same. It is better to take the Red Cross and serve with Sir Ralph Evers or Sir Brian Latoun, than to be slaughtered like sheep by their trained bands."

The girl was looking away from him over the smiling landscape. The expression of her face was one her brother could scarcely read aright. He cowered a little before it ; and yet her voice was quiet enough when she spoke ; quiet and almost dreamy.

" It is better to die a soldier's death on the field of battle, than to turn a traitor to one's home and country, and sell one's sword to an alien King ! '

" Oh, ay, you talk- -you talk ! ' answered Gregory in a tone of offence ; " women can always talk. But if it came to fighting, then they would sing to a very different tune ! '

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