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CHAPTER XXIIIENCOUNTERSTHE widest hospitality exists in many Scotchfarms. Hardly ever duringthe time that wewere dependent upon farms were we unreasonablyrefused camping-ground, and it would be impossibleto give you a full catalogueof all theflowers, vegetables, jam, scones, even pickles inpots and ferns in flower-pots, that were showeredupon us.Our success in gaining admission waspartly due no doubt to Herbert's tactful, indirectand diplomatic methods. But they did not alwaysbear fruit. On one occasion he found an oldwoman in charge of the farm." Good evening, Mistress," said he politely.There was no reply." It's a fine night."" A've seen better."" It's a bonny bit ye have here," looking roundwith cordial appreciation.But the answer wasstill more chilly." It micht hae been waur."