#Storytime.

Once at Christmas time, the laird had promised his guests good hunting. He paid a local woman, Nancy Scott, sixpence for the location of a rare white hare.

But when the party gave chase, the hare led them a merry dance, finally escaping the jaws of a hound straight into Nancy's cottage.

On entering, the laird found Nancy out of breath, nursing a bleeding heel, but no hare to be seen.

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