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"I want a draw at thy fag," she cried, snatching for the cigarette between his lips. He was sitting with his shoulder touching her. She was small and quick as lightning. He just escaped. "I'll gi'e thee a smoke kiss," he said. "Tha'rt a knivey nuisance, Arty Morel," she said, sitting back. "Ha'e a smoke kiss?" The soldier leaned forward to her, smiling. His face was near hers.
He was to meet her at seven, and of late he had lost sleep wondering how she would receive his first appearance in the kilt. He dreaded her chaff more than any horrors of war that lay before him. 'Aw, she'll laugh, sure enough, croaked Willie. 'I wud ha'e naething to dae wi' the weemen if I was you. Ye canna trust them, added this misogynist of twenty summers. Macgregor took hold of himself.
"Why, ye see, as I've telt ye, I'm booked to ship wi' the black `sheik' I've heerd them ca' him. Well, from what I ha'e seed and heerd there's nae doot they're gaein' to separate an' tak different roads. I didna ken muckle o' what they saved, but I could mak oot two words I ha'e often heerd while cruisin' in the Gulf o' Guinea.
She leaned forward with glistening eyes. "I ha'e aye said it. I ha'e aye said it. Gie me the letter, Ellen." But Ellen only turned composedly and resumed her interpretation of the letter to Hester, who sat looking with dazed expression from one aunt to the other. "It all comes about from Peter's bein' a stubborn man, an' he'll no change the opeenion he's held for three years wi'oot a struggle.
'But it it might ha'e been a a fish, said Jeannie, who would have sought to comfort the most sinful penitent in the world. 'Some girls, she went on, 'dinna mean onything special by "fondest love." They dinna mean onything mair nor "kind regairds." Mrs. Robinson sighed. 'I wud gi'e something if it had been a fish wi' kind regairds. I wonder what he did wi' the socks.
I wasna in drink, an' I'm no sorry." "Hoot!" returned Mrs Crathie, blurting out her Scotch fast enough now, "I's warran' ye can lee well eneuch whan ye ha'e occasion. Tak' yer siller, an' du as I tell ye." "Wad ye ha'e me damned, mem?" Mrs Crathie gave a cry and held up her hands.
"He may ha'e been kill't, but he was no' murder't," cried Jean, excitedly. "I tell ye 'twas purely by accident " she paused and suddenly clapped both hands over her mouth and rocked herself back and forth as if she had made some egregious blunder, then: "Gang on wi' yer tellin'. It's dour to bide waitin'. Gie me the letter an' lat me read it for mysel'." "Lat me tell't as I maun tell't.
Hardly was Malcolm well into the close, however, when out rushed Annie, and, heedless of Kelpie's demonstrative repellence, reached up her hands like a child, caught him by the arm, while yet he was busied with his troublesome charge, drew him down towards her, and held him till, in spite of Kelpie, she had kissed him again and again. "Eh, Ma'colm! eh, my lord!" she said, "ye ha'e saved my faith.
"Why, because, Master 'Aarry, you belong to the hold sheik, as is plainly a Harab, an' oose port of hentry lies in a different direction, that be to the northart." "It's all likely enough," said Colin; "Bill's prognostication is but too probable." "Why, ye see, Maister Colin, they are only land sharks who ha'e got hold o' us.
Maybe ma letter to you wasna the thing, either, but I was that hurt when I wrote it, an' ye might ha'e understood hoo I was feelin'. Christina, tell me what was wrang that ye gaed awa' like yon. Was ye was ye fed up wi' me? Christina took up a pencil and began to spoil it with a patent sharpener. 'Really, it is not worth while discussing, she said. 'What? No worth while?
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