Voyager - Outlander 3 by Diana Gabaldon

Author:Diana Gabaldon
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Man-Woman Relationships - Scotland, Man-Woman Relationships, Historical Fiction, Fantasy Fiction, 1775-1783, Scotland, North Carolina, Fiction, Romance, Fantasy, Literary, Orth Carolina - History - Colonial Period, Claire (Fictitious Character), Ca. 1600-1775, Historical, Randall, General, North Carolina - History - Revolution, Time Travel, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780385335997
Publisher: Arrow
Published: 1994-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

the dogs, but Young Ian shushed the animal, and after a quick, curious nosing at my stirrup, the black-and-white shape faded back into the darkness of the dooryard.

The warning had been enough to alert someone; as Young Ian led me into the hall, the door to the parlor opened. Jenny poked her head out, her face drawn with worry.

At the sight of Young Ian, she popped out into the hallway, her expression transformed to one of joyous relief, at once superseded by the righteous anger of a mother confronted by an errant offspring.

"Ian, ye wee wretch!" she said. "Where have ye been all this time? Your Da and I ha' been worrit sick for ye!" She paused long enough to look him over anxiously. "You're all right?"

At his nod, her lips grew tight again. "Aye, well. You're for it now, laddic, I'll tell ye! And just where the devil have ye been, anyway?"

Gangling, knob-jointed, and dripping wet, Young Ian looked like nothing so much as a drowned scarecrow, but he was still large enough to block me from his mother's view. He didn't answer Jenny's scolding, but shrugged awkwardly and stepped aside, exposing me to his mother's startled gaze.

If my resurrection from the dead had disconcerted her, this second reappearance stunned her. Her deep blue eyes, normally as slanted as her brother's, opened so wide, they looked

Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) round. She stared at me for a long moment, without saying anything, then her gaze swiveled once more to her son.

"A cuckoo," she said, almost conversationally. "That's what ye are, laddie -a great cuckoo in the nest. God knows whose son ye were meant to be; it wasna mine."

Young Ian flushed hotly) dropping his eyes as the red burned in his checks. He pushed the feathery damp hair out of his eyes with the back of one hand. "I-well, I just . . ." he began, eyes on his boots, "I couldna just . . ." "Oh, never mind about it now!" his mother snapped. "Get ve upstairs to your bed; your Da will deal wi' ye in the morning,"

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Ian glanced helplessly at the parlor door, then at me. He shrugged once more, looked at the sodden hat in his hands as though wondering how it had got there, and shuffled slowly down the hall.

Jennv stood quite still, eves fixed on me, until the padded door at the end of the hallway closed with a soft thump behind Young Ian. Her face showed lines of strain, and the shadows of sleeplessness smudged her eyes. Still fineboned and erect, for once she looked her age, and more.

"So you're back," she said flatly.

Seeing no point in answering the obvious, I nodded bricfly. The house was quiet around us, and full of shadows, the hallway lighted only by a threepronged candlestick set on the table.

"Never mind about it now," I said, softly, so as not to disturb the house's slumber. There was, after all, only one thing of importance at the moment.

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