youwerethereforme: “Eh, wee Kitty, ciamar a tha thu? Much, mo naoidheachan, much” The sound of them went up and down the passage, and I dropped further toward sleep, but kept half-wakeful on purpose to hear them. One day perhaps he would hold
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