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IT was six months since Gilbert Speid had gone from Whanland. Summer, / who often lingers in the north, had stayed late into September, to be / scared away by the forest fires of her successor, Autumn. The leaves / had dropped, and the ice-green light which spreads above the horizon / after sunset on the east coast had ushered in the winter.
Christmas, little observed in Scotland, was over; the New Year had / brought its yearly rioting and its general flavour of whisky, goodwill, / and demoralization. Many of the county people had resorted to their / ‘town-houses' in Kaims, where card-parties again held their sway, and / Mrs. Somerville, prominent among local hostesses, dispensed a genteel / hospitality.