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'Has she been long like this? she asked softly of the neighbor who sat quietly knitting by the evening light. The woman looked up and thought. 'Ay! she said. 'Aa came in at tea-time, an' she's been maistly taakin' ivver sence!

'You look just as if you had been sitting there continuously since I saw you last, Gladys said involuntarily. 'So I have, maistly, replied Teen dully, 'an' will sit or they cairry me oot. 'Oh, I hope not; indeed, you will not. Have you had a hard summer? 'Middlin'; it's been waur. Five weeks in July I had nae wark; but I've been langer than that in winter, too. In summer it's no' sae bad.

The second was ane Lapraik, whom the folk ca'd Tod Lapraik maistly, but whether for his name or his nature I could never hear tell. Weel, Tam gaed to see Lapraik upon this business, and took me, that was a toddlin' laddie, by the hand. Tod had his dwallin' in the lang loan benorth the kirkyaird.

'Awa' in Englan' maistly aboot Lonnon, I'm thinkin'. That's the place for a' by-ordinar fowk, they tell me. 'Hoo lang is 't sin he deid? 'I dinna ken. A hunner year or twa, I s' warran'. It's a lang time. But I'm thinkin' fowk than was jist something like what they are noo.

The second was ane Lapraik, whom the folk ca'd Tod Lapraik maistly, but whether for his name or his nature I could never hear tell. Weel, Tam gaed to see Lapraik upon this business, and took me, that was a toddlin' laddie, by the hand. Tod had his dwallin' in the lang loan benorth the kirkyaird.

As they walked about the cathedral and college, and up and down the High Street, while she looked with shuddering horror on the squalid, hopeless poverty of the inhabitants of those localities, she asked her brother where the rich people lived. "At the West End," answered David. "On Sauchiehall Road, and the crescents further on, away maistly up to Kelvin Grove."

No, I seldom hae an American bidin' here; they maistly gang doon the loch," said the innkeeper. "I thought," said Gimblet, "that was a foreign-looking man whom I saw a little while ago, coming out of the hotel." "We hae ae gintleman bidin' here wha belongs tae foreign pairts," the landlord admitted. "A Polish gintleman, he is, Count Pretovsky, a vary nice gintleman.

A verra bairn cud guide him ony gait but ane." "Anywhere but to his mother!" exclaimed Mrs Stewart, pressing her handkerchief to her eyes, and sobbed as she spoke. "There is a child he is very fond of, I am told," she added, recovering herself. "He likes a' bairns," returned Malcolm, "an' they 're maistly a' freen'ly wi' him. But there's but jist ae thing 'at maks life endurable till 'im.

The second was ane Lapraik, whom the folk ca'd Tod Lapraik maistly, but whether for his name or his nature I could never hear tell. Weel, Tam gaed to see Lapraik upon this business, and took me, that was a toddlin' laddie, by the hand. Tod had his dwallin' in the lang loan benorth the kirkyaird.

'Oh, she's well enough, I think. I never asks. Oor kind gangs on till they drap, an' then they maistly dee, said Liz cheerfully. 'But Teen will hing on a while yet she's tough. I dinna see her very often. My mither disna like her. She brings me the Reader on Fridays. Eh, wummin, "Lord Bellew's Bride" is finished.