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"Ye didna ken her, laddie," she cried, "or ye wad never mint at layin yer tongue upon her that gait! 'Deed na, ye wadna! But I doobt gien ever ye could hae come to ken her as she was sic a bonny, herty sowl as ance dwalt in yon white-faced, patient thing, lyin i' the chaumer there wi' the stang oot o' her hert at last, and left the sharper i' mine!
With a childish air of abstraction, Phemy rose and began, as of old in the house, to busy herself, and Kirsty felt much relieved. 'But, oh, she said to herself, 'the sairness o' that wee herty i' the inside o' her! Phemy never spoke, and went about her work mechanically. When at length Mrs. Barclay came into the kitchen, Kirsty thought it better to leave them together, and went to find Steenie.
"Women's jist dreidfu'. Whan ance they gang the ill gait, they're neither to haud nor bin'. And to think o' them layin' han's upo' sic a bonnie weel-behaved laddie as that Alec Forbes, a ceevil, herty cratur, wi' a kin' word an' a joke even for the beggar 'at he geid a bawbee till!
Your father gae you an awfu' paikin'; but fient a hair did you care. He wasna weel dune tannin' you when you was roarin' 'Hairy Grozers' that was a by-name o' the Gairner's in at Winton's shop door. You was a roid loon." Aleck took a richt herty lauch at Sandy's blethers, an' the twa o' them were juist thick an' three-faud afore they were half-an-'oor thegither.
Come awa hame wi' me, my dear; my wife's anither jist like mysel, an'll turn naething to ye but the smilin side o' her face, I s' un'ertak! She's a fine, herty, couthy, savin kin' o' wuman, my wife! Come ye til her, and see!" Isy rose to her feet. "Eh, but I would like to luik ance mair intil the face o' a bonny, clean wuman!" she said.
Shine, auld sun, Shine strang an' fine: Gien I was the sun's son, Herty I wad shine. Hardly had he ended, when Gibbie's pipes began from the opposite side of the water, and, true to time and cadence and feeling, followed with just the one air to suit the song from which Donal, to his no small comfort, understood that one at least of his audience had received his lilt.
'His father, mem, was my landlord, and his father's father was my father's landlord; and the interests o' the landlord hae aye been oors. Ither nor Francie's herty freen I can never be! 'You presume on my late husband's kindness to you, Barclay! 'Gien devotion be presumption, mem, I presume. Archibald Gordon was and is my freen, and will be for ever.
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