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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: lest he might have been neglecting some important intelligence,
gave directions, as a necessary precaution, to put the guard
under arms, and then prepared to receive his untimely visitors.
His groom of the chambers had scarce lighted a pair of torches,
and Montrose himself had scarce risen from his couch, when two
men entered, one wearing a Lowland dress, of shamoy leather worn
almost to tatters; the other a tall upright old Highlander, of a
complexion which might be termed iron-grey, wasted and worn by
frost and tempest.
"What may be your commands with me, my friends?" said the
Marquis, his hand almost unconsciously seeking the but of one of
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