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But as lang as siller's current, Deacon, folk maunna look ower nicely at what king's head's on't. 'I doubt Glossin will prove but shand after a', mistress, said Jabos, as he passed through the little lobby beside the bar; 'but this is a gude half-crown ony way. Measure for Measure. Glossin had made careful minutes of the information derived from these examinations.
"Na, na, my leddy: I downa take muckle siller at ance it's against our rule; and though it's maybe no civil to be repeating the like o' that they say that siller's like to be scarce wi' Sir Arthur himsell, and that he's run himsell out o' thought wi' his honkings and minings for lead and copper yonder."
She lifted up her head. "It is Christie Johnstone. I'm so glad; that is, I'm sorry you are crying, but I'm glad I shall have the pleasure of relieving you;" and his lordship began to feel for a check-book. "And div ye really think siller's a cure for every grief!" said Christie, bitterly. "I don't know," said his lordship; "it has cured them all as yet."
But as lang as siller's current, Deacon, folk maunna look ower nicely at what king's head's on't. 'I doubt Glossin will prove but shand after a', mistress, said Jabos, as he passed through the little lobby beside the bar; 'but this is a gude half-crown ony way.
"Silver's e'en ower gude for the like o' him," replied Jenny, "that disna care for the blink o' a bonny lassie's ee and what's waur, he wad think there was something mair in't than a kinswoman o' mine. My certy! siller's no sae plenty wi' us, let alane gowd."
"Na, na, my leddy: I downa take muckle siller at ance it's against our rule; and though it's maybe no civil to be repeating the like o' that they say that siller's like to be scarce wi' Sir Arthur himsell, and that he's run himsell out o' thought wi' his honkings and minings for lead and copper yonder."
"The white siller's my taste." Flucker. "Na! there's aye some deevelish trick in thir lassie's stories. I shall ha to, till the ither lads hae chused; the mair part will put themsels oot, ane will hit it off reicht maybe, then I shall gie him a hidin' an' carry off the lass. You-hoo!" Jean Carnie. "That's you, Flucker." Christie Johnstone.
A fule and his siller's shune parted. Eh, but ye're a green callant!" he cried, "an' a veecious, tae! Cleikin' up wi' baubeejoes!" "If you dare to speak of the young lady. . . " I began. "Leddy!" he cried. "Haud us and safe us, whatten leddy? Ca' THON a leddy? The toun's fu' o' them. Leddies! Man, its weel seen ye're no very acquant in Embro!" A clap of anger took me.
'An' whan wad I be able to pay ye, do ye think, doctor? In anither warl' maybe, whaur the currency micht be sae different there wad be no possibility o' reckonin' the rate o' exchange. Na, na. 'But I will give you the money if you like. 'Na, na. You hae dune eneuch already, an' mony thanks. Siller's no sae easy come by to be wastit, as lang's a darn 'll do.
"It's a' settled now," cried he, as he entered with a triumphant voice; "the siller's my ain, and I can keep it in spite of them; I don't value them now a cutty-spoon; no, not a doit; no the worth of that; nor a' their sprose about Newgate and the pillory;" and he snapped his fingers with an aspect of great courage.
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