Well he’ll not get her, will he? Angus exclaimed. He’s just some little pond sprite. He can’t do anything out of the water, right? He’s powerless. I’ll get her out of here! We’ll go in to Glasgow or…...
Son of a bitch! I own your place! I’m your host. Is this how you repay me? By stealing my woman? The spirit stopped and turned. No one owns me, he said. I go where I will. Yeah well I’ll fill in your...