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It is but loath I am to poison our mirth with the name of the man Oscar; the deil will hae him to be brandered; he is fast grippit, except he be cast out as an orra-piece, like the smith in the Norroway tale. When ye are come to your own land, Mr. Johnson, ye will find that brockle-faced stot there afore you; and I trust ye will comb him weel.
The yellow gas-light gave his face such a sardonic aspect that Sandy turned pale. "Wha's death, man?" Mr. Traill kept his own counsel, but at the door he turned: "You'll no' be remembering the bittie terrier that lived in the kirkyard?" The light of boyhood days broke in Sandy's grin. "Ay, I'll no' be forgetting the sonsie tyke. He was a deil of a dog to tak' on a holiday.
Pit on the kettle first. It's an ac' o' the purest disinteresstitness, for deil a drap sall ye drink! But I'll sing ye a sang, by way o' upmak'." "I never heard ye sing, Mr Cupples. Ye can do a' thing, I think."
Ictus is Latin for a lawyer, is it not?" "Not that ever I heard of," answered Butler in the same dejected tone. "The deil ye didna! See, man, I got the word but this morning out of a memorial of Mr. Crossmyloof's see, there it is, ictus clarissimus et perti peritissimus it's a' Latin, for it's printed in the Italian types."
Scunner the deil!" So the Devil blew, hot and cold, with Saunders's mouth, until the very night before the election. The morning of the election the sun heaved up on a brassy sky. It was intensely hot through the day, but towards evening gray clouds scudded out of the east, veiling the sun with their twisting masses; at twilight heavy rain-blots were splashing the dust.
Slack a pin, an' let the good honest religious lad out." The weaver was rather overcome, but still stood to his point that I was the Deil, though in better temper; and, as he slackened the web to release me, he remarked, half laughing: "Wha wad hae thought that John Dods should hae escapit a' the snares an' dangers that circumfauldit him, an' at last should hae weaved a net to catch the Deil."
"And by my saul, my freend, ye may just as weel finish it noo, for deil a glass o' his ain wine did Bob M'Grotty, as ye ca' him, swallow this day."
But me! na, deil haet o' me!" "She is penitent at least," said M'Brair. "Do you mean to actually up and tell me to my face that she accused me?" cried the curate. "I canna just say that," replied M'Brair. "But I rebuked her in the name of God, and she repented before me on her bended knees." "Weel, I daursay she's been ower far wi' the dragoons," said Haddo. "I never denied that.
But me! na, deil haet o' me! 'She is penitent at least, says M'Brair. 'Do you mean to actually up and tell me to my face that she accused me? cried the curate. 'I canna just say that, replied M'Brair. 'But I rebuked her in the name of God, and she repented before me on her bended knees. 'Weel, I daursay she's been ower far wi' the dragoons, said Haddo. 'I never denied that.
But it's a sair pity o' his hoast, for it aye comes on just when he's at the best o't, and that lang routing he made air this morning, is sair again him too Deil an I care if he wad roar her dumb, and then he wad hae't a' to answer for himsell It's lucky the road's rough, and the troopers are no taking muckle tent to what they say, wi' the rattling o' the horse's feet; but an we were anes on saft grund, we'll hear news o' a' this."
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