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    “This is Effie,” he said, placing her on her feet. “And she is a MacDuff, so we can trust her. After all, the MacDuffs guarded the stone a few years ago, isna thet right?” he asked Effie.
    “ Oh. . . . I suppose thet’s right,” she agreed, and giggled.
    “Excuse me, me bonnie cailin, but we need te steal Aidan fer a moment.” Ian dragged Aidan away from her with a grip on his leine, and Onyx followed as they hauled him to a darkened corner.
    “Get yer bluidy hand s off me afore I break yer wrist,” Aidan warned him.
    Ian let go and just shook his head. “Ye jest told a perfect stranger aboot the stone. What we ye thinkin’?”
    “Aye,” agreed Aidan, looking in her direction and smiling. “She is perfect, I agree.”
    “We dinna ken her at all,” said Onyx. “Fer all we ken she could be some sort o’ spy and workin’ fer the English.”
    “Och, ye two worry too much. ” He looked at them when he spoke now. “She is no’ goin’ te tell anyone.”
    “How can ye be so sure?” asked Onyx.
    Aidan looked over to see the girl now trying to balance a wooden cup on her head and walk a straight line atop the table at the same time. The Scots in the pub were well in their cups and coaxing her forward.
    “Becooz, she is no’ thet kind o’ la ssie. I saw her in me dream. I think I am supposed te help keep her safe.”
    “Ye think the t aboot any bonnie cailin,” scowled Onyx.
    “ Aye,” agreed Ian. “And dinna ferget ye also saw English soldiers in the dream too.”
    “ But I saved her from two English bastards tryin’ te couple with her against her will. I am sure thet’s what the dream meant.”
    “And what aboot the tail?” asked Onyx. “Ye , yerself, pointed out the old sayin’ thet our enemies have tails.”
    “Blethers, ye two were the ones who scoffed at me dream in the first place. And ye reminded me thet the tail was naught but me squirrel sleepin’ on me chest. So dinna fash yerself, I am sure she will keep our secret.”
    “I hope ye’re right,” said Onyx. “Becooz if she runs back and tells anyone, the Chieftain will have our heids. No’ te mention, the MacKeefes will ne’er be trusted again , especially as guardians o’ the stone.”
    “Who is she here with, anyway?” asked Ian.
    “She says she’s a gypsy and the English killed off her traveling companions. She was with only one man, but I dinna ken where he went.”
    “Then ye’d better keep an eye on her and m ake sure she hauds her wheesht,” said Onyx. “After all, she seems like she could have a loose tongue right now, since she obviously canna hold her whisky.”
    “I’ll make sure she di sna leave me side tonight,” Aidan assured them. “After all, I wouldna want te lose me dream angel.”
    “Well, if she starts sproutin’ a tail, be sure te tell us,” said Ian very seriously. Then he looked at Aidan and just smiled.
    Aidan swung at him, but Ian ducked, and Onyx took the brunt of his fist to the face instead. Then, in a matter of seconds, the three of them were in a brawl, and the drunkards in the pub joined in, breaking chairs and pouring drinks over each other’s heads.
     
    Effie looked up at the sound of the commotion, her quick action causing the wooden cup to fall from her head to the floor. When she lowered herself from the table to get it, a bottle whizzing through the air just missed her and hit the drink board, smashing into pieces. She stood up straight and almost fell over from still not being stable from the whisky. That’s when Aidan appeared through the crowd and grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the door.
    “Stop it, all o’ ye ,” called the pubkeeper. “Ye madmen are goin’ te pay fer this, I swear.”
    “Fa st, we need te get goin’,” Aidan told her.
    “But I just got here,” she said, almost tripping over a broken chai r as Aidan pulled her toward the door. “Where are we goin’?” she asked.
    “Anywhere away from here,” he s aid, pulling her