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Mézeray, vol. iii. p. 546. Varillas, Histoire de Henri III, book vii. D'Aubigny, Hist. vol. ii. book v. ch. iii. . Confession de Sancy, ch. vii. p. 447. Duplessis-Mornay. Duplessis-Mornay, Mém. p. 203.
"You know that stoker who was killed in the mill a month ago? Of course not, what are such people to you? There was a girl who loved him, you know what that is? She's dead now, here. She drank herself to death, a most unpicturesque suicide. I want you to look at her. You need not blush for her life of shame, now; she's dead. Is Hetty here?" The woman got up. "She is, Zur. She is, Mem.
"Downstairs, mem the boy that brought the ice-cream kicked over a candy ornament, and Miss Ellis was very busy a shaking of him when I came up." "Do beg her to stop," rejoined Esther, with a laugh, "and tell her I say she can shake him in the morning we are waiting for her to dress now; and also tell Mr. De Younge to come here to the door I want him."
'Eh, thank ye, mem! answered Robert, rising. 'Whan I'm able to play upo' the fiddle as weel 's ye play upo' the piana, I'll come and play at yer window ilka nicht, as lang 's ye like to hearken. She smiled, and he was satisfied. He did not dare again ask her to play to him. But she said of herself, 'Now I will play something to you, if you like, and he resumed his seat devoutly.
He was hard at work in the execution of this project, on the third night, or rather late afternoon: they called it forenight there. "What can that be, mem, awa ower the toon there?" said Mary to her mistress, as in passing she peeped out of the window, the blind of which Alec had drawn up behind the curtain. "What is it, Mary?" "That's jist what I dinna ken, mem.
Soc., vols. vi., p. 228; ix., p. 109; Astr. and Astroph., vol. xiii., p. 752; Astroph. Spettr. Brit. Astr. Pac. Astr. Not., vol. xxxviii., p. 41; Mem. Roy. Astr. Jour., No. 384; Publ. Astr. Pac. Soc., vol. vi., p. 109. Cf. Wentworth Erck's remarks in Trans. Roy. Pac. Astr. I am indebted to Dr. B. 15; Newcomb, Astr. Jour., No. 477; Backlund, Bull. Astr., t. xvii., p. 81; Parmentier, Bull. Soc.
"I think that would be a ferry foolish thing, mem," Christina said, humbly enough; but all the same, the scornful fashion in which this young lady had addressed her had stirred a little of the Highland woman's blood; and she added still with great apparent humility "But if you will not eat, they say that iss a ferry good thing for the pride; and there iss not much pride left if one hass nothing to eat, mem."
"Quite well, I thank ye, mem," answered Annie, showing in her voice that she was owerawed by the grand lady, yet mistress enough of her manners not to forget a pretty modest courtesy as she spoke. "What's gaein' on at the school the day, Annie?" asked Alec. "Naething by ordidar," answered Annie, the sweetness of her tones contrasting with the roughness of the dialect.
"It cannot be," she said huskily as if striving to dispel some doubt that would arise, "and yet there is no other jewel unlocated. Please tell me how you got this," she supplicated helplessly. "Honestly, mem," was all the satisfaction she could elicit, for Carrick made no distinctions between her and the servant whom he thought was her agent. "I've no doubt of that," she answered soothingly.
"Matthew Moon mem" said Henery Fray, correct- ingly, from behind her chair, to which point he had edged himself. "Matthew Moon." murmured Bathsheba, turning her bright eyes to the book. "Ten and twopence halfpenny is the sum put down to you, I see?" "Yes, mis'ess." said Matthew, as the rustle of wind among dead leaves. "Here it is and ten shillings.
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