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Heartily enjoying a row, he stopped instantly, and, signing a halt to his followers, stood listening to the mud-geyser that now burst from Mrs. Catanach's throat. "Ye blin' abortion o' Sawtan's soo!" she cried, "didna I tak ye to du wi' ye as I likit? He's naething but ane o' yer hatit Cawm'ells!"

"That's mair nor I richtly can say," answered Meg Partan, "but auld farand fouk threepit it was somewhaur 'ithin the swing o' Sawtan's tail." The reply on the factor's lips as he left the house, tended to justify the rude sarcasm. There came a breath of something in the east. It was neither wind nor warmth. It was light before it is light to the eyes of men.

But it's no his ava. It belangs to the auld leddy, his mither, said the weaver. 'Why don't you buy it, Mr. MacGregor, and set up a cotton mill? There's not much doing with the linen now, said Mr. Cocker. 'Me! returned MacGregor, with indignation. Cocker! Me tak' to coaton! I wad as sune spin the hair frae Sawtan's hurdies.

Heartily enjoying a row, he stopped instantly, and signing a halt to his followers, stood listening to the mud geyser that now burst from Mrs Catanach's throat. "Ye blin' abortion o' Sawtan's soo!" she cried, "didna I tak ye to du wi' ye as I likit. He's naething but ane o' yer hatit Cawm'ells!"

And there comes the difficulty, that she has already made an altogether different statement." "It gangs for naething, my lord. It was never made afore a justice o' the peace." "I wish you would go to her and see how she is inclined." "Me gang to Bawbie Catanach!" exclaimed Miss Horn. "I wad as sune gang an' kittle Sawtan's nose wi' the p'int o' 's tail. Na, na, my lord.

And there comes the difficulty, that she has already made an altogether different statement." "It gangs for naething, my lord. It was never made afore a justice o' the peace." "I wish you would go to her, and see how she is inclined." "Me gang to Bawbie Catanach!" exclaimed Miss Horn. "I wad as sune gang an' kittle Sawtan's nose wi' the p'int o' 's tail. Na, na, my lord!