midnight in July
quick among the trees , and keep down by the Till to Tweedside . Dinna speak ! -- away ! '' It was a grey midnight in July , and the heir of Riccon had not been absent three minutes , when Gemmel Græme stalked into the ruin , and with his arms folded sat down upon a stone in sullen silence . `` We are glad to see ye , Gemmel , '' said Mariam ; `` ye hae been an unco stranger . '' `` Humph ! '' was his brief and cold reply .