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It's a thing I never was blamed wi' mysel', an' I wadna du't." "That's verra true," said Peter. "The mair weicht's intill't whan I lay 't to the door o' anither," persisted Meg. "Peter, gien ye ha'e onything again' my freen' Ma'colm MacPhail, oot wi' 't like a man, an' no playac' the gunpoother plot ower again. Ill wull's the warst poother ye can lay i' the boddom o' ony man's boat.
Wha kens hoo mony may gang to the boddom afore it be dune, jist for the want o' 't?" "The fundation maun be laid in richteousness, though, mem, else what gien 't war to save lives better lost?" "That belangs to the Michty," said Miss Horn. "Ay, but the layin' o' the fundation belangs to me. An' I'll no du't till I can du't ohn ruint my sister."
The boy did not seem eager to accept the challenge. 'There's nae guid in lickin a lassie! he said with a shrug. 'There mith be guid in tryin to du't though especially gien ye war lickit at it! returned the girl. 'What guid can there be in a body bein lickit at onything? 'The guid o' haein a body's pride ta'en doon a wee. 'I'm no sae sure o' the guid o' that!
I believe 't wi' a' my heart, my bonny man. 'Weel, and that's a' richt! But ye maunna ca' me yer bonny man, Kirsty; for there's but ae bonny man, and we 're a' brithers and sisters. He said it himsel! 'That's verra true, Steenie; but whiles ye're sae like him I canna help ca'in ye by his name. 'Dinna du't again, Kirsty. I canna bide it. I'm no bonny!
He lukes me straight in the eyes, and 'Luke, sezzee, 'us 'a' got tu git the place in vamous arder vur young Zur Peter, sezzee, 'An' I be responsible, and danged but what 'a'll du't, 'ee zays. An' I touched my yead, zo, and I zays, 'Very gude, zur, 'a zays. 'An' zo 'twill be, yu may depend on't."
'I'm richt glaid to hear't! answered Kirsty. 'I was jist thinkin lang for a word o' the sort frae ye, Francie. I didna want to be the first to speyk o' 't. 'And I was just thinkin lang to hear ye speyk o' 't! returned Francis. 'I wantit to du't as the thing ye wad hae o' me! 'Even than, Francie, ye wudna, it seems, hae been doin 't to please me, and that pleases me weel!
He asked no more questions, but sat waiting the worst. "Dinna be ower hard upo' Grizzie an'me, Cosmo," Aggie went on. "It wasna for oorsel's we wad hae dune sic a thing; an' maybe there was nane but them we did it for 'at we wad hae been able to du't for.
Stoat 'ill put up the mere, and I'll be back I can du't in ten meenutes." "Eh! dinna hurry for me, Ma'colm: I'm no worth it," said Lizzy. But Malcolm was already at full speed along the top of the dune. "Lord preserve 's!" cried Lizzy, when she saw him clear the brass swivel. "Sic a laad as that is! Eh, he maun ha'e a richt lass to lo'e him some day! It's a' ane to him, boat or beast.
"My brave fisherman!" she cried. "Take that bad man MacPhail, and put him out of my grounds ." "I canna du't, my leddy," answered their leader. "Take Lord Liftore," said Malcolm, "and hold him, while I make him acquainted with a fact or two which he may judge of consequence to him." The men walked straight up to the earl. He struck right and left, but was overpowered in a moment, and held fast.
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