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I'll scream! Likely. If not before, certainly during. I expect they'll hear ye at the next farm; you've got good lungs.

It would ha' been a good deal easier, if ye'd only been a witch.

And I don't recommend murder as a way of settling difficult situations. It tends to lead to complications—but not nearly as many as marriage.

Really rather fascinating, you know,' he confided, and I recognized, with an internal sigh, the song of the scholar, as identifying a sound as the terr-whit! of a thrush.

Oh. It's Fraser. James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Fraser.

but, like many ideas, that one was more appealing in concept than in execution

The truth is always of use, madonna," he answered, eyes fixed on the slender stream. "It has the value of rarity, you know.

We currently enjoy the hospitality of the local smith, a gentleman named Heughan.

A man should pay tribute to your body, he said softly... For you are beautiful, and that is your right.

Some were in Gaelic and some in English, used apparently according to which language best fitted the rhythm of the words, for all of them had a beauty to the speaking, beyond the content of the tale itself.

How was yer first time, Jamie? Did ye bleed?" shouted Rupert

Aye, beg me for mercy, Sassenach. Ye shallna have it, though; not yet.

I suppose so." An oath was an oath, though I rather wondered if Hippocrates ever ran into this sort of situation himself. Possibly he did; the ancient Greeks were a violent lot, too. The

Quite suddenly she understood the impulse that caused men to engage in casual blasphemy.

I always thought there was some reason why 'Scot' rhymed with 'plot

Have you anything to say to me now, Madam?" he demanded. "Your wig is crooked," I said, and closed my eyes again.

Don't go overboard in avoiding "said." Basically, "said" is the default for dialogue, and a good thing, too; it's an invisible word that doesn't draw attention to itself.

the chill. Grant's nose was

Mmphm," I said, sounding self-consciously Scottish.

Besides," he added cynically, "a pair of ballocks may bring a man more sorrow than joy—though I havena met many who'd wish them gone, for all that.

yowled, and Mrs. Chisholm—who was a rather buxom

Roger was on the whole rather glad that her father was not present, since he would certainly have taken paternal umbrage at the sorts of thoughts Roger was thinking; thoughts

I had come to the conclusion - based on experience - that the only real way of learning to write a novel was probably to write a novel.

Conflict and character are the heart of good fiction, and good mystery has both of those in spades.