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Her crandfather wass with his uncle in ta pattle of Killiecrankie after Tundee a creat man, my laty, and he died there; and so tid her cranduncle, for a fillain of a Mackay, from Lord Reay's cursed country where they aalways wass repels, my laty chust as her uncle was pe cutting town ta wicket Cheneral Mackay, turned him round, without gifing no warnings, and killed ta poor man at won plow."
He discovered the sthring, cript downstairs again, wint out on the sly, and, be the powers, followed it to the fince. Then he wint around, and jumped on Tid while the bhoy was a pullin' his sthring like smoke, makin' worse groanings than any time yit. Sure they thried to hush the joke up, the police was that ashamed; but it cript out some way."
And then waxing enthusiastic, and warming more and more into German gutturals and pronunciation, the good Doctor would lift up his hands, with two great rings on his thumbs, and exclaim: "Und Du! and dou, Aphrodite, dou, whose bert de seasons vel-coined! dou, who didst put Atonis into a coffer, and den tid durn him into an anemone! dou to be called Venus by dat snivel-nosed little Master Budderfield!
"Don't trust people unless they live in hovels like Claparon," said Gigonnet. "Hey! mein freint," said the fat Nucingen to du Tillet, "you haf joust missed blaying me a bretty drick in zenting Pirodot to me. I don't know," he added, addressing Gobenheim the manufacturer, "vy he tid not ask me for fifdy tousand francs. I should haf gif dem to him."
Marie came back with dragging steps and with an expression of horror and astonishment. Down in the court the grimy-nosed little brats were screeching, as they wheeled hand in hand round the sewer-grating it was splendid for dancing round "Bro-bro-brille-brid Hanne's doin' to have a tid!" They couldn't speak plainly yet.
So Isaac Grimm," continued Fyall, "was fairly overcome; the kindly feelings of his nature were at length stirred up, and as he turned away, he wept blew his nose hard, like a Chaldean trumpet in the new moon and while the large tears coursed each other down his care worn cheeks, he exclaimed, wringing the captain's hand, in a voice tremulous and scarcely audible from extreme emotion," "Oh, Isaac Grimm, Isaac Grimm tid not your heart mishgive you, ven you vas commit te great blasphemy of invoish Ezekiel flesh of your flesh, pone of your pone as por de onclean peast, I mean.
Why, look at the coffin this skull belongs to, 'tid go into powdher between your fingers; 'tis nothin' but tindher. 'I believe you're right, Mr. Mattocks. 'Phiat! to be sure. 'Tis longer undher ground by thirty years, good, or more maybe.
"I wonder, Tid, did she hear a' I said this nicht o' her, and ma lips no two feet frae her ear!" The night was growing cooler. The girl's fur neck-piece slipped down from her shoulders. The mother had passed her the hat-box, and the girl had no hand free for the neck-piece. Scotty put it back for her. She thanked him sweetly. "You're no mad noo?" said Scotty.
'Well, I'm not so sure of tat, says he, 'for I 'fe pecked all teir partons. 'And tid tey gif tem to you, you tog? says herself. 'Well, I'm not sure, says he; 'anyhow, I'm not tamned fery much yet. 'She'll pe much sorry to hear it, says herself. And she took care aalways to pe calling him some paad name, so tat he shouldn't say she 'll be forgifing him, whatever ta rest of tem might be toing.
If she tid put know ta paad blood was pe in you, she wouldn't pe tone you ta wrong as pring you up." "That's a wrang no ill to forgi'e, daddy. But it's a pity ye didna lat me lie, for maybe syne Mistress Catanach wad hae broucht me up hersel', an' I micht hae come to something." "Weel, ye see what ye hae saved me frae."
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