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The old frontiersman measured Brydges through and through. "Well, judging from y'r brass an' the up-and-coming kind of it, A'm thinking y'r stakes would be pea-nuts under little shells! 'Tis bigger stakes I'd play for if I had m' life to live over " "What?" asked Wayland curiously. Mr. Bat Brydges was revising his inventory of the old "duffer." Wayland was laughing openly.
"I come from Jackson, Connecticut you've heard of Jackson?" "Oh, aye," he replied. "A'm frae Glascae." "That's Scotland I like the Scotch." Tam blushed and choked. "I came over last year to drive an ambulance in the American Ambulance Section, but they wouldn't have me, so I just went into the English Red Cross." "British," corrected Tam. "I shall say English if I like," she defied him.
There's a puckle o' the upland bairns pass oor wy frae schule, and whiles Lachlan 'ill meet them when he's aifter his sheep, and as sure as a'm stannin' here, he 'ill lay aff stories aboot battles and fairies, till the laddies 'ill hardly gae hame.
If y' find no spring, y'll need the water to-morrow; but A'll take y'r flask of brandy if y' don't mind?" "That's a fool thing to take in the heat, sir." "'Tis if y' intend to live, Wayland; but A'm at the end of this Trail. A'd like a bit strength t' tell y' a thing or two before . . . as we rest! Don't waste any water on flap jacks." The mule lay rolling in the sage brush.
Thy master is not one for t' hurt nobody; and I dunnot think they can harm him for setting yon poor chaps free, as t' gang catched i' their wicked trap. Kester stood still; then he shook his head slowly. 'It's t' work at t' Randyvowse as a'm afeared on. Some folks thinks such a deal o' a bonfire. Then a may lay me down afore t' fire, missus? said he, beseechingly.
For the first time since he had been a soldier he had a horrid feeling of chagrin, of disappointment, of something that rebuffed and hurt. "A' see, sir-r," he said, "'tis no' ma wish to put mesel' forward, an' if A've been a wee bit free wi' the young laddies there was no disrespect in it. A' know ma place an' A'm no' ashamed o' it.
Gae hame wi' ye afore a' leave the bit, and send a haflin for some medicine. Ye donnerd idiot, are ye ettlin tae follow Drums afore yir time?" And the medical attendant of Drumtochty continued his invective till Hillocks started, and still pursued his retreating figure with medical directions of a simple and practical character. "A'm watchin', an' peety ye if ye pit aff time.
Man, ye choose it weel, for he's been colleckin' sae mony thae forty years, a'm feared for him. "A've often thocht oor doctor's little better than the Gude Samaritan, an' the Pharisees didna think muckle o' his chance aither in this warld or that which is tae come."
"A' did nae ha' the heart tae stick my faither sae deep for a bit skulin'. A'm a prood man, Hector McKaye; a'll nae take a grrand eeducashun at sic a price. 'Tis nae Christian." "Ah, my bonny bairn!" old Hector murmured happily, and drew his fine son to his heart. "What a grand joke to play on your puir old father! Och, mon, was there ever a lad like mine?"
It'll be a matter o' some hundreds a year i' Philip's pocket. 'There'll be Fosters i' th' background, as one may say, to take t' biggest share on t' profits, said Bell. 'Ay, ay, that's but as it should be, for I reckon they'll ha' to find t' brass the first, my lass! said he, turning to Sylvia. 'A'm fain to tak' thee in to t' town next market-day, just for thee t' see 't.
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