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I aye keepit my he'rt up wi' the notion that him doon-bye the coat belangs to wad hae made a match o't, and saved us a' frae beggary. But there's an end o' that, sorry am I. And sorry may you be; ye auld runt, to hear't, for he's been the guid enough friend to me; and there wad never hae been the Red Sodger Tavern for us if it wasnae for his interest in a man that has aye kep' up the airmy."
"I wish ye luck, but there's no knowing, Dickon, what they will do when they are seized with this pilgrimage fever." "'Tis not the lass, 'tis her lady," Dickon muttered, his head in his hands. "And the worst o't is that I can do nothing but think of her away there among the paynim. A fine lady's train has no call for such as me." Padraig's brows lifted in humorous but sympathetic understanding.
"What?" says Tony. "Why, if you mean to marry Milly Richards, do it, and there's an end o't. But don't go driving about the country with Jolliver's daughter and making a scandal. I won't have such things done." "I only asked her that is, she asked me, to ride home." "She? Why, now, if it had been Milly, 'twould have been quite proper; but you and Hannah Jolliver going about by yourselves "
Why, for the fun o't to see me squiggle," the boy replied, and laughed bitterly. "Yo' shouldna speak so o' your dad, David," reproved the other as severely as was in her nature. "Dad! a fine dad! I'd dad him an I'd the chance," the boy muttered beneath his breath. Then, to turn the conversation: "Us should be startin', Maggie," he said, and going to the door. "Bob! Owd Bob, lad!
Weel, than, to mak' a lang story short, Setarday nicht cam', and the magic lantern wi't. Dod, but Sandy had a gey efternune o't. He was steerin' aboot, carryin' in soap boxes for seats to the bairns, an' learnin' up his leed aboot the pictures, an' orderin' aboot Nathan; ye never heard the like!
And there's a gey bit ground at the back, too, when a body comes to think o't." "What line's he meaning to purshoo?" queried Brodie, whose mind, quickened by the chance he saw at No. 1 The Cross, was hot on the hunt of its possibilities. "He's been very close about that," said the Provost. "I asked Johnny Gibson it was him had the selling o't but he couldn't give me ainy satisfaction.
But I am thinking they are settled in their skeps for the night; sae I wuss your honour good-night, and grace, and muckle o't." So saying, Andrew retreated, but often cast a parting glance upon the skeps, as he called the bee-hives. I had indirectly gained from him an important piece of information, that Father Vaughan, namely, was not supposed to be at the Hall.
"I wish I was a clever chap," he said mournfully. "Ach, well, I'll try my luck," he muttered at last, "though Tam may guy me before the whole class for doing so little o't." "I have learned a great deal myself," he announced on the last day of the session "I have learned a great deal myself from the papers sent in on the subject of an 'Arctic Night."
Now, gentle readers, I have let you ken My very thoughts, from heart and pen, 'Tis needless for to conten' Or yet controule, For there's not a word o't I can men'; So ye must thole. For on both sides some were not good; I saw them murd'ring in cold blood, Not the gentlemen, but wild and rude, The baser sort, Who to the wounded had no mood But murd'ring sport!
"Ay, gie it me back, Ye robbed me o't," the little man cried, holding out his arms as if to receive it. "Dinna, David," pleaded Maggie, with restraining hand on her lover's arm. "By the Lord! I'll give him something!" yelled the boy. Close by there stood a pail of soapy water. He seized it, swung it, and slashed its contents at the leering face in the window.
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