He's fair-haired, wi' long yellow locks tied up wi' blue ribbon. And big eyes and long lashes, too, like a lassie's." Hayes leered at his listeners, batting his own stubby lashes in mock flirtation. Encouraged by the laughter, he went on to describe the new Governor's clothes-"fine as a laird's"-his equipage and servant-"one of they Sassenachs as talks like he's burnt his tongue"-and as much as had been overheard of the new man's speech. "He talks sharp and quick, like he'll know what's what," Hayes said, shaking his head dubiously. "But he's verra young, forbye-he looks scarce more than a wean, though I'd reckon he's older than his looks." "Aye, he's a bittie fellow, smaller than wee Angus," Baird chimed in, with a jerk of the head at Angus MacKenzie, who looked down at himself in startlement.
( Diana Gabaldon )
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