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"But how am I to know what your word is worth?" returned Lord Lossie, well pleased with the dignity of the youth's behaviour. "To ken what a body's word 's worth ye maun trust him first, my lord. It's no muckle trust I want o' ye: it comes but to this that I hae rizzons, guid to me, an' no ill to you gien ye kent them, for not answerin' yer lordship's questions.

"It may be but a wainscotin'; an' gien there was but an inch atween hit an' the stane, it wad soon' like that." "I wad like to draw the desk oot a bit, an' hae a nearer luik. It fills up a' the space,'at I canna weel win at it." "Du as ye like, laddie. The hoose is mair yours nor mine.

When he was gone, and all hope for this world vanished in the fruition of assured solvency, the laird began to fail. While Cosmo was yet on the way with Mr. Burns and the portmanteau to meet the coach, he said to his faithful old friend, "I'm tired, Grizzie; I'll gang to my bed, I think. Gien ye'll gie me a han', I winna bide for Cosmo."

I wad raither clean my leddie's butes frae mornin' to nicht, nor be the son o' that wuman, gien she war a born duchess. Try me wi' something worth yer lordship's mou'." But the marquis seemed to think he had gone far enough for the present.

The licht'nin' cam oot o' the yerd, an' no frae the lift at a'; the win' roared as gien 't had been an incarnat rage; the thunner rattlet an' crackit, as gien the mune an' a' the stars had been made kettledrums o' for the occasion; but never a drap o' rain or a stane o' hail fell; naething brak oot but blue licht an' roarin' win'. But the strangest thing was, that the sea lay a' the time as oonconcerned as a sleepin' bairn; the win' got nae mair grip o' 't nor gien a' the angels had been poorin' ile oot o' widows' cruses upo' 't; the verra tide came up quaieter nor ord'nar; and the fowk war sair perplext as weel's frichtit.

Polly coughed loudly, and tried to make a diversion by getting up to clear away the plates. The three combatants took no notice. Daffady slowly ran his tongue round his lips; then he said, again looking at the mistress: "If a hadna turned her I dew believe she'd ha' gien oos t' slip she was terr'ble swollen as 'twos." "I tell tha to let her be!" thundered Hubert.

"Ye're some ready wi' yer aith, Mirran, to what ye ken naething aboot! I say again, gien he's dene ony wrang to that bonnie cratur and it wudna tak ower muckle proof to convince me o' the same, he s' tak his stan', minister or no minister, upo the stele o' repentance!"

"Where's your answer?" "I said I wad be a yerl to please yer leddyship. I wad be a flunky for the same rizzon, gien 't was to wait upo' yersel' an' nae ither." "I ask you," said Florimel, more imperiously than ever, "what is the first thing you would do, if you found yourself no longer a fisherman, but the son of an earl?"

Gien I had loed a lad like Jock, wad I hae latten him gang for a screed o' ill words! They micht hae sworn 'at likit for me! I wad ha latten them sweir! Na, na! Cosmo's for Elsie's betters!" Elsie appeared no more in any field that season staid at Muir o' Warlock, indeed, till the harvest was over. But what a day was that Sunday to Cosmo!

'Afraid, sir! he rejoined with some surprise, 'I wad ill like to hear the Lord say, O thou o' little faith! 'But, I persisted, 'God may mean to drown you! 'An' what for no? he returned. 'Gien ye war to tell me 'at I micht be droon't ohn him meant it, I wad be fleyt eneuch. I see your ladyship does not understand: I will interpret the dark saying: 'And why should he not drown me?