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Cheerman and gentlemen 'Mistress MacGregor 'll be efter ye hersel', gin ye dinna gang, said Meg. 'Let her come. Duv ye think I'm fleyt at her? De'il a step 'll I gang till I please. Tell her that, Meg. Meg left the room, with a broad grin on her good-humoured face. 'What's the bitch lauchin' at? exclaimed MacGregor, starting to his feet.
"Conseedered critically," said Tammas, holding the photograph at arm's length, "I would say 'at she let's see noo; ay, I would say 'at she's defeecient in genteelity." "Havers," said Pete. "Na," said Tammas, "no when conseedered critically. Ye see she's drawn lauchin'; an' the genteel thing's no to lauch, but juist to put on a bit smirk. Ay, that's the genteel thing."
He was much too bewildered to feel hurt, especially as he was aware of no committed absurdity. But Aggie was not pleased with herself. She choked her tears, crushed down her laughter, and conquered. She took his hand in hers. "I beg yer pardon, Cosmo," she said; "I shouldna hae lauchen. Lauchin', I'm sure,'s far eneuch frae my hert! I kenna hoo I cam to du 't. But ye're sic a bairn, Cosmo!
The Collie Park's henmost man he was a little berfit craturie wi' nicker-buckers an' a straw hat was in, an' the captain gae him an awfu' crack below the knee wi' the ba'. "How's that?" he yowled at Sandy. "Man, I believe that's fell sair," says Sandy, rubbin' the swalled side o' his heid. A' the loons startit to the lauchin', an' the captain roars again, "Ay, but how is't?"
"No. you cannot. Describe the woman's appearance." "She had a heap o' rowan berries stuck in her hair, and, I think, she had on a green wrapper and a red shawl. She had a most extraordinary face. I canna exact describe it, for she would be lauchin' one second and syne solemn the next. I tell you her face changed as quick as you could turn the pages o' a book.
But the sea's never twa days the same. Even lauchin' she never lauchs twise wi' the same face, an' whan she sulks, she has a hunner w'ys o' sulkin'." "And how would you get a carriage up here?" said the marquis. "Fine that, my lord. There's a ro'd up as far's yon neuk.
I never cud unnerstan' that." "Hoo ken ye that they warna hearkent till?" asked Alec. "Luik at me! Do ye ca' that hearkenin' till a prayer? Luik what she got me back for. Ca' ye that an answer to prayers like my auld mither's? Faith! I'll be forced to repent some day for her sake, though there sudna be anither woman atween Venus and Mars but wad rive wi' lauchin at a word frae Cosmo Cupples.
"Ay, but do ye ken noo what the Earl's son gaed awa lauchin' at?" Tammas hesitated. "I dinna exactly see't," he confessed, "but that's no an oncommon thing. A humorist would often no ken 'at he was ane if it wasna by the wy he makes other fowk lauch. A body canna be expeckit baith to mak the joke an' to see't. Na, that would be doin' twa fowks' wark."
Man, the first thing I did, whan I cam' to mysel', was to justify her afore God for lauchin at me. Hoo could onybody help lauchin at me? It wasna her wyte. And eh! man, ye dinna ken hoo quaiet and comfortable I was in my ain min', as sune's I had gotten her justified to mysel' and had laid it doon that I was ane fit to be lauchen at. I winna lat you lauch at me, though, bantam. I tell ye that."
"Ye can easy see how it is," says Sandy. "The ba' strack him a yark on the kut." There was mair lauchin', an' I saw Sandy was gettin' raised. "Is't l b w., ye stewpid auld bloit?" said the impident little wisgan o' a captain, stickin' himsel' up afore Sandy.
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