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On the stone floor of the house, they leaped upon him, two red chows and a fox-terrier bitch, knocking each other over in their joy. "Olo she-dog he catchee plenty lats," piped a little Chinaman, who shuffled out from a side-room where lamplight showed an office desk. "Too-day catchee. Plenty lats. No can." "My compradore, Ah Pat," said Heywood to Rudolph.

Van shrugged his shoulders. "Sentenced for life. All right, Algy, if your cooking kills us off, at least, as the brave young husband remarked, it will all be in the family." Algy still looked as fierce as one of his heathen idols. "You t'ink velly smart," he said, still concealing his feelings. "Lats!" and with that he went out to chop some wood. "Batten me into the pantry!" said Napoleon.

It's plain to me, frae words he lats fa' noo an' than, that, instead o' lea'in' the warl' ahint him whan he dees, he thinks to lie smorin' an' smocherin' i' the mools, clammy an' weet, but a' there, an' trimlin' at the thocht o' the suddent awfu' roar an' din o' the brazen trumpet o' the archangel. I wiss ye wad luik in an' say something till him some nicht.

The earliest, or among the earliest, architectural remains are the inscribed pillars called Lâts, which are found in numerous localities, but have been almost always overthrown. Many of these were erected by the above-named Asoka: they were ornamented with bands and mouldings separating the inscriptions, and crowned by a sort of capital, which was generally in the form of an animal.

"Weel, laird I winna say FEART, for I never saw yer lairdship" she had got into the way of saying LORDSHIP, and now not unfrequently said LAIRDSHIP! "feart afore bull or bully, but I cud weel believe ye wadna willin'ly anger ane 'at the Lord lats gang up and doon upo' the earth, whan he wad be far better intil't, ristin' in 's grave till the resurrection only he was never ane o' the sancts!

"Naething but the doup o' ane, Jean. It 's no to ca' a mune. "Ay, lantren lats them see whaur ye are, an' haud oot o' yer gait," said Jean, who happened not to relish going out that night. "Troth, wuman, ye 're richt there!" returned her mistress, with cheerful assent. "The mair they see o' ye, the less they 'll meddle wi' ye caird or cadger.

In a quiet voice, with a little quaver in it, she said aloud: 'Gien ye be here, Steenie, and hae the pooer, lat's ken gien there be onything lyin til oor han' 'at ye wuss dune. I'm sure, gien there be, it's for oor sakes and no for yer ain, glaid as we wud a' be to du onything for ye: the bonny man lats ye want for naething; we're sure o' that! 'Ay are we, Steenie, assented his father.

"Suppose you were Lord Lossie, Malcolm, what would you do with it?" asked Florimel, seriously, but with fun in her eyes. "I wad win at the boddom o' 't first." "What do you mean by that?" "Ye'll see whan ye win in till 't. There 's a heap o' voutit places inside yon blin' face. Du ye see yon wee bit squaur winnock? That lats the licht in till ane o' them.

"I hae whiles thoucht mysel', sir," said Malcolm, "it was gey strange like to hae a wuman o' the mak o' Mistress Catanach sittin' at the receipt o' bairns, like the gatekeeper o' the ither wan', wi' the hasp o' 't in her han': it doesna promise ower weel for them 'at she lats in.

"I know," shouted Max; "lat-poison, like they put down at the tables to kill the lats." "It wasn't," said Lynn angrily, "rat-poison indeed, it was like burning gold." "Go on," said Pauline wearily. "'Su'nnly out of a snow-white lily stepped a beautious fairy. She had "