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 must be scorned by my cousins whenever the House of Stewart meets
together; and must strive with these fierce cruel men, that will ever be
too hard for me when Patie is gone.' His eyes filled with tears as he
continued, 'Ah! that fair chapel, with the sweet chant of the choir, the
green smooth-shaven quadrangle, the calm cloister walk; there, there
alone is rest. There, one ceases to be a prey and a laughing-stock;
there, one sees no more bloodshed and spulzie; there, one need not be
forced to treachery or violence. Oh, Uncle! my very soul is sick for
Coldingham. How many years will it be ere I can myself bestow my si