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"There was a time, Ma'colm, whan what was mine was yours, an' what was yours was mine, but that time's gane." "I'm sorry to hear that, Peter; but still I owe you as much as that for bare wages." "There was no word o' wages when ye said, Peter, come to Lon'on wi' me. Davie there he maun hae his wauges."
Coates followed, talking about the famous elbows of Mr. Peter Coates, on whose arm she leaned. "When Peter chooses, there's not a man in Lon'on knows the use of his elbows better, and if we'd had him, Mr. Harrington, with us at the play, the other night, we should not have given you so much trouble with Miss Montenero, getting her out."
I pressed his manly hand again, and told him I would charge myself to do this as well as I could. 'I thankee, sir, he answered. ''Twas kind of you to meet me. 'Twas kind of you to bear him company down. Mas'r Davy, I unnerstan' very well, though my aunt will come to Lon'on afore they sail, and they'll unite once more, that I am not like to see him agen. I fare to feel sure on't.
At length the drover spoke in a low solemn voice: "He's a bold chield that steers her! and if that bit craft has wood in her bottom, like the brigantines that ply between Lon'on and the Frith at Leith, he's in mair danger than a prudent mon could wish.
I do assure you, I think I was happier at home; only, that one gets, I don't know how, a notion, one's nobody out of Lon'on. But, after all, there's many drawbacks in Lon'on and many people are very impertinent, I'll allow and if there's a woman in the world I hate, it is Mrs. Dareville and, if I was leaving Lon'on, I should not regret Lady Langdale neither and Lady St.
"Oh, I see now what you are about," cried Lady Clonbrony; "you are coming round with your persuasions and prefaces to ask me to give up Lon'on, and go back with you to Ireland, my lord. You may save yourselves the trouble, all of you; for no earthly persuasions shall make me do it. I will never give up my taste on that pint.
I can stand on my head twice as long as Tommy Blake, an he's a year older 'n I am." "Hold your tongues, you rascals, an' go to sleep," growled the father, pretending to be angry with them. "What right have you to be awake at this time o' the night an' i' Lon'on too? It's not like the country, as you very well know. I' the country you can do much as you like, but not in the town!
There were few men in Algonquin who were not indebted to Angus McRae for something of value. "Angus is rich in that sort of wealth," said Archie Blair. "It's no in titles nor in rank; It's no in wealth like Lon'on bank, To purchase peace and rest. It's no in makin' muckle mair; It's no in books; it's no in lear; To make us truly blest."
"Drive on, for I shall be late." The postilion, more humane than Holloway, exclaimed, "No, master, no! it's a sin to leave her upon the road this ways, though she's no Christian, as we are, poor copper-coloured soul! I was once a stranger myself in Lon'on, without a six-pence to bless myself; so I know what it is, master." The good-natured postilion returned to the mulatto woman.
And she has a natural family air of fashion Not but what she would have got on much better, if, when she first appeared in Lon'on, she had taken my advice, and wrote herself on her cards Miss de Nogent, which would have taken off the prejudice against the Iricism of Nugent, you know; and there is a Count de Nogent." "I did not know there was any such prejudice, ma'am.
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