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`` And so you have buried it to restore the tone ? '' `` I have , '' said the old gentleman , marching off with the shovel to a sort of out house . Macleod speedily took his leave . `` Saturday next at noon , '' said he to her , with no timidity in his voice . `` Yes , '' said she , more gently , and with downcast eyes . He walked away from the house -- he knew not whither . He saw nothing around him .