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COQUETTE LEAVES AIRLIE.
How brightly shone the sun on the welcome morning of their departure! -- when Coquette, as she looked out to catch a glimpse of the fair blue sea and the distant hills of Arran, could scarce take time to curb the wildness of her dark hair. Already the open window let her drink in the fresh morning breeze; she felt the warmth of the sun on her cheek. Generally, at her toilette, she sang careless snatches of French songs, or even endeavoured to imitate the Whaup's whistling of a Highland reel; but on this morning she was far too excited for any such amusements. The face that had been getting tired and wan of late was now flushed with happiness; and when at last she came running down-stairs, and out into the garden -- her white dress fluttering in the sun, and her hair getting rather the better of the dark blue band interwoven with it -- she fairly overwhelmed the boys with her demonstrations of affection and kindness.