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And for him marriage was an important consideration. Some day he supposed it would confront him as an urgent personal issue. But there was a tremendous lot to be done first; and girls were kittle cattle.
But nobody amongst these brave English cooks can kittle up his Majesty's most sacred palate with our own gusty Scottish dishes. So I e'en betook myself to my craft, and concocted a mess of friar's chicken for the soup, and a savoury hachis, that made the whole cabal coup the crans; and, instead of disgrace, I came by preferment.
"If your countrymen are anything like you, I don't wonder that they have boiled seals and whales for dinner." "It'll take a screamin' kittle for a whale," spluttered Bryan, with his mouth full, "an' a power o' dogs to drink the broth." "You tink you funny, Bryan," retorted Moses, while an oily smile beamed on his fat, good-humoured countenance; "but you not; you most dreadful stupid."
So just step back to your kitchen and put on your kittle, and bring up two of your best china cups and saucers, and a nice piece of buttered toast, not forgetting a thimbleful of something neat, and then it's the mighty proud woman ye'll be entoirely to be waiting for once on the first lady in the island. . . . Come in, my daughter, come in."
"Appears to have been almost worth while," Sir Charles added, "from what I gather and, confound it, Grig, we'd have done the same in our day." But Captain Grigsby only repeated: "D d kittle cattle!" And so they weighed anchor, and sailed along the Italian shores of the sun-lit Adriatic. These were better days for Paul. Each hour brought him back some health and vigour.
"En de chilluns, dey had ter put der han's on der moufs fer ter keep fum laffin'. Den Brer Rabbit he got de kittle en commenced fer to po' de hot water on de chist-lid. "'W'at dat I hear, Brer Rabbit? "'You hear de win' a blowin', Brer Wolf. "Den de water begin fer ter sif' thoo. "'W'at dat I feel, Brer Rabbit? "'You feels de fleas a bitin', Brer Wolf.
"Well," he said cheerfully to Uncle Peter. "You know, son, I don't like to cuss, but except one or two of them folks I'd sooner live in the middle kittle of hell than in the place that turns 'em out. They rile me that talk about 'people in the humbler walks of life. Of course I am humble, but then, son, if you come right down to it, as the feller said, I ain't so damned humble!"
And he wagged his head like a minister in a pulpit. "To what effect, Mr. Drummond?" said I. "I would be obliged to you if you would approach your point." "Ay, ay," said he, laughing, "like your character, indeed! and what I most admire in it. But the point, my worthy fellow, is sometimes in a kittle bit." He filled a glass of wine.
"Well," says Alan, "as ye please; that'll be the dearer." "The dearer?" cries Ebenezer. "Would ye fyle your hands wi' crime?" "Hoot!" said Alan, "they're baith crime, whatever! And the killing's easier, and quicker, and surer. Keeping the lad'll be a fashious* job, a fashious, kittle business." * Troublesome. "I'll have him keepit, though," returned my uncle.
Deil a word ye'll say that will gar him ken your kittle sex better than he kens them already; and another thing is, that if ye dinna speak o' breaking the Tolbooth, deil a word will I tell ower, either to do ye good or ill." Thus saying, Ratcliffe marshalled her the way to the apartment where Effie was confined.