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CHAP. X.
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"HE's gane!" said the farmer, as he opened the cottage door. "It is just as I kent it wou'd be. They enticed him wi' drink; and then, when his senses war gane, they listet him."
"And sal I never see him mare!" cried his wife. "Will ye no try to get him aff? maun my bairn gang wi' they loons and vagabonds, and do at their bidding, what he ne'er wad do at oors! O! it will break my heart!"
