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"Why didn't you tell me before?" "I forgot. How could I think of riches with you filling up all the thinking-place!" "But what am I to do to-night?" "To-night? oh! I hadn't thought of that! We'll ask Aggie." So Aggie was once more called, and consulted. She thought for a minute, then said, "Cosmo, as sune's ye're hame, ye'll sen' yer manstrauchtawa'upo'the horse to lat my lady's fowk ken.
Foreseein' 's no forefen'in'. Ye ken yersel' at mony 's the time the seer has broucht the thing on by tryin' to haud it aff." "It will be true, my son. Put it would aalways haf come." "Nae doubt. Sae ye jist come in wi' me, daddy, an' sit doon by the ha' fire, an' I'll come to ye as sune's I've been to see 'at the maister disna want me.
'It was a bonnie bairnie as ever ye saw. It luikit in her face, she says, as gin it kent a' aboot it, and had only come to help her throu the warst o' 't; for it gaed hame 'maist as sune's ever she was richt able to thank God for sen'in' her sic an angel to lead her to repentance. 'John, said his wife, coming behind his chair, and laying her hand on his shoulder, 'what for dinna ye speyk?
For the verra essence o' poetry is trowth, an' as sune's a word's no true, it's no poetry, though it may hae on the cast claes o' 't. "I am at a loss to understand you Donal? yes, Donal Grant.
"She has been with me a long time, but you know she was ill, and I could not part with her besides." "Weel, mem," answered Bruce, "we'll be verra happy to tak' her hame again, as sune's ye hae had a' the use ye want o' her." He had never assumed this tone before, either to Mrs Forbes or with regard to Annie. But she took no notice of it.
Ye're straucht and rare, ye're fause and fair Hech! auld John Armstrong's dearie!" His voice was mellow, and ought to have been even. His expression was perfect. The kettle was boiling. Mr Cupples made his toddy, and resumed his story. "As sune's I was able, I left my mither greitin' God bless her! and cam to this toon, for I wasna gaein' to be eaten up with idleset as weel's wi' idolatry.
"Whaur got Robert Bruce that gran' Bible, Annie, do ye ken?" resumed Thomas, after whitening his hypocrite in silence for a few moments. "That's my Bible, Thomas. Auld Mr Cowie gae't to me whan he was lyin' near-han' deith." "Hm! hm! ay! ay! And hoo cam' 't that ye didna tak' it and pit it i' yer ain kist?" "Maister Bruce tuik it and laid it i' the room as sune's I brocht it hame."
"But excep' she war ashamed o' 't, she wadna tak it sae muckle to hert to be remin't o' 't." "Mony ane's ashamed o' the consequences 'at's no ashamed o' the deed. Mony ane cud du the sin ower again, 'at canna bide the sicht or even the word o' 't. I hae seen a body 't wad steal a thing as sune's luik at it gang daft wi' rage at bein' ca'd a thief.
One day, when Malcolm was seated, mending a net, among the thin grass and great red daisies of the links by the bank of the burn, where it crossed the sands from the Lossie grounds to the sea, Lizzy came up to him and said, "The factor wad like to see ye, Ma'colm, as sune's ye can gang till 'im." She waited no reply. Malcolm rose and went
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