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Millar's servant-girl came running down to say her mistress wanted to know if we could hear anything yet. 'No, my grandfather said, 'nothing yet, my lass; but it can't be long now. 'Missis is so poorly, said the girl; 'I think she's got a cold: she shakes all over, and she keeps fretting so. 'Poor soul! well, perhaps it's better so. 'Whatever do you mean, grandfather? I asked.

"That's all that you ken, ye see," said Alan. "I don't want the lass to fall in love with ye, I want her to be sorry for ye, David; to which end there is no manner of need that she should take you for a beauty.

She must know that what she brought wouldn't last." "I think, poor lass, she must have got into such trouble with her people that she daren't come again." "Her people!" cried the boy. "It's that ugly black-looking nigger of a sweetheart of hers. You had a good sight of him that night when you took aim with your rifle. Why didn't you pull the trigger? A chap like that's no good in the world."

As for his father, no one can deny his ability, and I don't fancy any one would care to deny that he has the deil's own temper " "If you'll excuse me, Mr. Innes, I think the lass is crying on me," said Kirstie, and flounced from the room. "The damned, cross-grained, old broomstick!" ejaculated Innes.

After so long a parting thou canst not deny me a kiss too." Ah, how sweet it was to return to the dear old Welsh, and the homely "thee" and "thou"! "Art well, Will? But I need not ask. Indeed, there is life and health in thy very face." "Yes, I am well," said Will, drawing her towards him. "I am coming with thee to see Sara." "Yes, come," said Morva. "Art glad to see me, lass?"

"Well," said the man, with a good-humored smile, "thine eyes must be a good deal sharper than mine, lass, for I can barely see a flag at all, much less its color; but certainly thou ought to know best, when it happens to be the work of thine own hands." A merry laugh was the response.

What hurt had that poor lad ever done to ye? He come to Chance Along for his lass an' sure, she was ready enough to be goin' away wid him!" The skipper's face darkened. "Who saved her life from the wrack?" he cried. "Tell me that, will ye! Who salvaged her from the fore-top o' the wrack?" Without waiting for an answer, he brushed past Mary and strode up to his house.

"Aye, and I see more," boomed the father. "He fetched his lass up here to make eyes at my son. I saw her the sly wench!... Boy, you'll not marry her!" Kurt choked back his mounting rage. "Certainly I never will," he said, bitterly. "But I would if she'd have me." "What!" thundered Dorn, his white locks standing up and shaking like the mane of a lion. "That wheat banker's daughter! Never!

The Captain turned out several times in the course of the night, to assure himself that his charge was resting quietly; and once, at daybreak, found that she was awake: for she called to know if it were he, on hearing footsteps near her door. 'Yes' my lady lass, replied the Captain, in a growling whisper. 'Are you all right, di'mond? Florence thanked him, and said 'Yes.

The tinker whistled unconsciously. "Oho!" mimicked Patsy; "and is there anything so wonderfully strange in a lass looking after a lad? Sure, I'm hating myself for not minding his need better; and, Holy Saint Michael, how I'm hating ye!" She ran out of the room and up the stairway. The tinker was after her in a twinkling. He reached the foot of the stairs before she was at the top.