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caught sight of a bird moving in a clump of heather 

 to the left; a cheep of Donald's whistle brought 

 Mel to the place, when she set dead. This was a 

 fine covey of eleven birds, at which good work 

 was made ; a brace and a half at the first rise, 

 and, by following up the birds, we again found, 

 and each killed right and left. 



We had now come to the low grounds, and for 

 some hours enjoyed capital sport, adding to the 

 bag several snipe, a plover, two hares, and six and 

 a half brace of grouse. 



"While shooting, the others had been heard for 

 some time, as shot after shot echoed among the 

 hills, and on turning a shoulder at the head of 

 the loch we met them almost in the face. 



" Neatly met," said Major Duncan; "have you 

 had lunch?" 



"Not yet." 



"That's good. We are going on to a spring 

 Archie knows of, and shall refresh there. What 

 sport? we have about twenty brace." 



" Then you beat us in grouse, I think ; but 

 we have a nice mixed bag." 



"Well, Fred, did you kill anything?" Ward 

 asked. 



