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It could not shake the cottage it was too lowly: neither could it rattle its windows they were not made to open; but it bellowed over it like a wave over a rock, and as in contempt blew its smoke back into its throat. "It'll be a wull nicht, I'm doobtin', Cosmo," said Agnes; "an' I wuss ye safe i' the ingle-neak wi' yer fowk." Cosmo laughed. "The win' kens me," he said.
And again Mr Cupples emptied his glass. "Hoo are ye prepared for yer mathematics?" he resumed. "Middlin' only," answered Alec. "I was doobtin' that. Sma' preparation does weel eneuch for Professor Fraser's Greek; but ye'll fin' it's anither story wi' the mathematics. Ye maun jist come to me wi' them as ye did wi' the Greek." "Thank you, Mr Cupples," said Alec heartily.
But there 's lawyers, my lord, to redd the doot." "Her son! You don't mean " "I div mean Ma'colm MacPhail, my lord." "God in heaven!" "His name 's mair i' yer mou' nor i' yer hert, I 'm doobtin', my lord! Ye a' cry oot upo' him the men o' ye whan ye' 're in ony tribble, or want to gar women believe ye! But I 'm thinkin' he peys but little heed to sic prayers."
'Dinna ye ken a proverb whan ye hear 't? De'il hae ye! ye're as sharpset as a missionar'. I was only gaun to say that I'm doobtin' Andrew's deid. 'Ay! ay! commenced a chorus of questioning. 'Mhm! 'Aaay! 'What gars ye think that? 'And sae he's deid! 'He was a great favourite, Anerew! 'Whaur dee'd he? 'Aye some upsettin' though! 'Ay. He was aye to be somebody wi' his tale.
There dinna ye see 't?" he went on pointing to the clouds about the moon, " that ane, I'm doobtin', 'ill hae the better o' her or lang tak her intill 'ts airms, an' bray a' the licht oot o' her. Guid nicht, mem. Guid nicht, Fergus. You ministers sudna mak yersels sae like cloods.
And hearken, David, but latna baith lugs hear 't, for dreid the tane come ower't again to the tither I'm doobtin the drink's gettin a sair grup o' her! ''Deed I wudna be nane surprised! returned David. 'Whatever micht want in at her door, there's naething inside to baud it oot. It canna be 'at witchcraft's clean dune awa wi'! 'Bonny, Dawvid! Ca'd ye the mistress bonny?
'Whaur's the Amphitrite, Alan? asked Shargar, for Robert was dumb with disappointment and rage. 'Half doon to Stanehive by this time, I'm thinkin', answered Alan. 'For a brewin' tub like her, she fummles awa nae ill wi' a licht win' astarn o' her. But I'm doobtin' afore she win across the herrin-pot her fine passengers 'll win at the boddom o' their stamacks.
"What does it all mean, Mrs Constable?" she said, "for I am quite ignorant." "Ye may weel be that, mem. And maybe there's no a word o' trouth i' the story, for I'm doobtin' the win' that brocht it blew frae an ill airt." "I really don't understand you, Mrs Constable. What do they say about him?" "Ow, jist that he's consortin' wi' the warst o' ill company, mem.
"Man, you're a wonder!" groaned the enraptured Chief Medical Officer. He added, with a relapse into the national caution: "That is, ye will be if your prognosis proves correc'. But the Taggarts are a' of the canny breed of Doobtin' Tammas, an sae I'll just keep a calm sugh till I see what the knife lays bare." "Use the knife now, sir. At once without delay!"
'Surely, Miss Barclay, you wouldn't set the poor lad in the forefront of danger again! said lady Macintosh. 'I wud that, my lady! I canna but think the airmy, savin for this misadventur gien there be ony sic thing as misadventur hed a fair chance o' makin a man o' Francie; and whiles I canna help doobtin gien onything less 'ill ever restore him til himsel but restorin him til 's former position.
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