The Heiress of Linn Hagh
“He settled down to read while he waited for the return of his constable. However, he had trouble concentrating on the slim, leather-bound volume in his hands. Apart from the noisy game of dice to his right, he was also distracted by the mutterings of the large group of drunken farmers on his left. These hard-featured men had retired to the tavern after completing their business at Bellingham’s Saturday market and seemed intent upon drinking the tavern dry. He had noticed several small flocks of... forlorn sheep, penned up outside the inn in the dark, and had commented on them to the landlady.‘Aye, they’ll belong to Isaac Daly or Jethro Hamilton,’ Mistress McMullen told him. ‘They’re good lads—regulars like, here on a Saturday after market. Mind you, after a few ales, they’ve bin known to tek home the wrong flock of ewes.’That would explain the dogs, thought Lavender. The farmers’ end of the taproom also contained half a dozen tired and hungry sheep dogs. They sprawled across the flagstones like a matted black and white carpet, and the whole tavern reeked of wet dog, the smell trapped beneath the low, beamed ceiling.MoreLess
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