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But I wadna stan' for that, for that wad be to be caitiff vile, an' no true man: I gaed nearer an' nearer, till I had gotten within a yaird o' the tree, whan a' at ance, wi' a swing an' a swirl, I was three-fauld aboot the tree, an' the laithly worm was me mesel'; an' I was the laithly worm. The verra hert gaed frae me for hoarible dreid, an' scunner at mysel'! Sae there I was!
"Weel, I'm an auld man that does. I was glad to get Jopp haangit, and what for would I pretend I wasna? You're all for honesty, it seems; you couldn't even steik your mouth on the public street. What for should I steik mines upon the bench, the King's officer, bearing the sword, a dreid to evil-doers, as I was from the beginning, and as I will be to the end! Mair than enough of it! Heedious!
Wha's claes can they be? 'Wha's but mine? returned Kirsty, as she stooped to remove from his face the garment that covered his head. 'The Lord preserve 's! to the verra stockins upo' the han's o' 'm! 'I had no dreid, father, o' the Lord seem me as he made me! 'Lassie, cried David, with heartfelt admiration, 'ye sud hae been dother til a field-mershall.
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?
'What w'y 'ill I win up, wantin' them? he rejoined, with a tremor of anxiety in his voice. 'We'll see aboot that, time eneuch, answered Kirsty. 'But my mither may be efter me! I wud fain be up! There's no sayin what she michtna be up til! She canna bide me! 'Dreid ye naething, Francie. Ye're no a match for my leddy, but I s' be atween ye and her. She's no sae fearsome as she thinks!
"I min' naething aboot it but jist that muckle," said his father. "And I can think o' naething but that bonny lassie lyin there afore me naither deid nor alive! I jist won'er, Jeames, that ye're no as concernt, and as fillt wi' doobt and even dreid anent it as I am mysel!" "We're all in the hands of the God who created life and death," returned James, in a pious tone. The father held his peace.
But ye wull lat me kiss him afore ye tak him awa'? my ain bairnie, whause vera comin I had prepared shame for! Oh my God! But he kens naething aboot it, and winna ken for years to come! And nane but his ain mammie maun brak the dreid trowth til him! and by that time he'll lo'e her weel eneuch to be able to bide it!
'Come awa in by, Steenie, my man! she said, in a tone that seemed to wrap its object in fold upon fold of tenderness, enough to make the peat-smoke that pervaded the kitchen seem the very atmosphere of the heavenly countries. Steenie stood smiling and undecided on the slab in front of the doorstep. 'Dreid naething, Steenie, his mother went on.
You're all for honesty, it seems; you couldn't even steik your mouth on the public street. What for should I steik mines upon the Bench, the King's officer, bearing the sword, a dreid to evil-doers, as I was from the beginning, and as I will be to the end! Mair than enough of it! Heedious! I never gave twa thoughts to heediousness, I have no call to be bonny.
I ken weel ye wad never hae me tak intil my hoose are that was na fit and a' the lads aboot the place frae ae mornin til anither!" "Indeed she is a frien o' mine, mem; and I hae never a dreid o' onything happenin ye wadna like. She's in ower sair trouble to cause ony anxiety. The fac' is, she's had a terrible misfortun!" The good woman started, drew herself up a little, and said hurriedly,
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