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their business was flight-not a moment was to be lost. Miss Malcolm was hastily lifted up hind Amherst, and the Carline, springing like a thing of air upon the neck of O’Gollochar's horse, commanded him to get into the saddle. For a moment he hesitated to obey her, but having seen the necessity of instant decision, he complied. She then called to Amherst to follow, and keep sight of her, and immediately darted off through the wood.

Amherst urged on after her at full speed. Before they had crossed the stream issuing from the end of the lake, the island seemed in a blaze, and the shouts of those behind them were heard echoing from the rocky side of the hill. Conducted by the Carline, they dashed on through brake and mire, and in a very little time, by crossing the river at a ford, they gained the great road leading to the low country.

There they permitted the horses to breathe for some moments. The Carline resigned to OʻGol.lochar the management of his, and seated her. self on the baggage behind him, to which, indeed, she added but little weight. They then pursued their journey with a steady but less ra

pid pace. It was, however, too quick for conversation.

As for OʻGollochar, notwithstanding all the good he had heard and seen of the Carline, he rode as if he carried the devil en croupe. Not a word escaped his lips ; but ever and anon he looked round and surveyed the grim face of his companion, and shuddering with horror at its proximity, he withdrew his eyes, and admonishing the sides of Broadbottom with his heels, he endeavoured, since he could not fly from the spectre, at least to keep nearer to his


When they came to Mr Macphie's turf-house of entertainment, the horses would have willingly stopped at the stable-door ; but notwithstanding the inviting lights that blazed from many a onepaned window of the sod mansion, shooting their rays from a variety of angles, they urged them on unseen, and unwilling to be observed. They left the pass, and the mountain lake behind them, and pushing over the moor, they never halted until they reached that large and romantic river already fully described. There the Carline sprang from behind O'Gollochar, and

leading Amherst's horse by the bridle, she conducted him down some steep, sloping, birchcovered banks, and brought them to a little holm, surrounded on three sides by a beautiful curve of the river, here running broad and deep.

This lovely spot, now under the most beautiful effect of moonlight, was sheltered on all sides by wooded banks. Its tender pasture was most grateful to poor Brisk and his companion, who by this time scarcely required a tether.

Under a steep tufted with trees, and natural shrubbery, in a nook most perfectly concealed, the Carline showed them a place of shelter beneath the projecting granite rock. Having withdrawn the charge from one of the pistols, they easily produced a light, by snapping it under some dry brushwood, and a fire was soon kindled. The provisions which had been put up for Amherst at Lochandhu were now produced, and even the delicate Miss Malcolm did not disdain to do considerable justice to them. A couch of dry moss was prepared for her, and Amherst immediately proposed to leave the place, that she might indulge in a short repose. But this she declined ; for, although she was considerably fa

tigued, her mind was too much agitated to permit her to sleep.

Amherst entreated her to satisfy his anxious curiosity as to her captivity, and she readily complied with his request. But the reader being already acquainted with the manner in which the Lady was carried off, we shall take up her story at that part where the troop of horsemen were last seen, when they swept past Cleaver on the Downs near Sanderson Mains.

Their plans being completely frustrated by the unlooked-for 'attack on the Charming Sally, and seeing the certainty of her capture, the leaders galloped straight to the retreat in Moatmallard, then only tenanted by the old man, Davy Stronach, who, though he had a cottage in the neighbourhood, and kept up the appearance of being a creel, or rude basketmaker, was, in reality, their storekeeper, and was generally to be found at his post in their vault after dark. Reflecting that the very reasons which had induced them to fly thither, would probably lead others to search for them there, they determined to make every thing secure, by leaving the place immediately, and carrying their captive into the Highlands, where Brandywyn knew

that they were sure of protection and assistance from Lochandhu's gang.

Having reached their neighbourhood, Brandywyn found out Alexander Macgillivray, by whose advice they crossed the Spey, and carried Miss Malcolm to a lonely house, situated far up among the wilds of the forest, near the foot of the Cairngorum. This house was tenanted by one of the gang, and to the wife of this man was the care of the prisoner confided, whilst Antonio and Brandywyn occupied one of the outhouses, and the rest of the party found quarters in the vicinity. There they resolved to wait, until they should receive intelligence of the arrival of the vessel they expected.

Whilst Miss Malcolm remained at this cottage, she was permitted to take exercise, by walking in the neighbourhood. But resolute as her mind naturally was, every hope of escape was cut off, owing to the circumstance of her being invariably attended and watched by the woman.

It so happened, that Amherst, in one of his shooting expeditions, had accidentally passed very near the place of Miss Malcolm's confinement; and this having been discovered by Antonio, he took the precaution of removing her to the

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