A little gipsy lass

A STORY OF MOORLAND AND WILD By GORDON-STABLES, M.D., C.M., R.N. Author of 'Peggy M'Queen,' 'The Rover Caravan,' &c. WITH SIX ILLUSTRATIONS by William Rainey LONDON: 47 Paternoster Row W. & R. CHAMBERS, LIMITED EDINBURGH: 47 Paternoster Row 1907
Edinburgh: Printed by W. & R. Chambers, Limited.
W. & R. Chambers, Limited, London and Edinburgh.
THE young man stood on the deserted platform of the small, north-country station, just where the train had left him, on that bright August evening. Yonder she was speeding east-wards against the breeze.
Against the breeze, and along towards the cliffs that o'erhung the wild, wide sea, the end of the last carriage gilded with the rays of the setting sun, the smoke streaming backwards and losing itself over the brown-green woods that stretched away and away till lost in a haze at the foot of the hills.
He hailed a solitary porter.
'This isn't a very inviting station of yours, Tom, is it?'
'An awful good guess at my name, sir,' said the man, saluting.
'Your name is Tom, then?'
'No, sir—George,' he smiled. 'But any name does; and as for the station, weel, it's good enough in its way. We only tak' up or pit doon by signal. But you'll be English, sir?'
'That's it, George; that's just it. I'm only English. But, so far, I am in luck; because I understand your talk, and I thought everybody here ran about raw, with kilts on and speaking in Scotch.'