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He felt it again after a long silence when, as they were going toward Wandsworth Bridge, Winny suddenly addressed him. "You know," she said, "you needn't trouble about me." "I'm not troublin'," he said. "Leastways that is " he hesitated and was lost. "You are," said she, with decision, "if you think you've got to see me home."
"Nobody air ever guilty who gets in jail.... Folks be mostly guilty that air out o' prison to my mind." "That air true, Daddy Skinner," she assented, smiling. "Sure it air true, but it ain't no good reason fer you to be yappin' 'bout Auburn, air it?... Now git that look out of yer eyes, an' tell Tessibel what air troublin' ye!" But Daddy Skinner's grave old face still kept its set expression.
"Can't ye imagine what it's like bein' a woman in a place like this? And a woman they think good-lookin'!" "Oh, so it's that!" said he, and was silent again. "Some one's been troubling you?" he ventured after a while. "Sure! Some one's always troublin' us women! Always! Never a day but we hear it. Winks and nudges everywhere ye turn." "Who is it?"
"The puir laird's gane back to his," said Malcolm. "I won'er gien he kens yet, or gien he gangs speirin' at ilk ane he meets gien he can tell him whaur he cam frae. He's mad nae mair, ony gait." "How? Will he pe not tead? Ta poor lairt! Ta poor maad lairt!" "Ay, he's deid: maybe that's what'll be troublin' yer sicht, daddy." "No, my son.
'Ah, limed soul, that, struggling to be free, art more engaged!" "Hoots, ye're dreamin, laddie! Ye never was engaged to onybody at least that ever I h'ard tell o'! But, ony gait, fash na ye aboot that! Gien it be onything o' sic a natur that's troublin ye, yer father and me we s' get ye clear o' 't!" "Ay, there ye're at it again! It was you 'at laid the bird-lime!
Know'd a feller that was app'inted once, and he was shot between the eyes puttiest shot you ever saw. Man said, 'You couldn't do that ag'in in ten years, and putty soon thar come along another deputy, an' blamed if he didn't do it ag'in." "I wish you wouldn't pester me so when I've already got trouble on my mind." "What's troublin' you, Margaret?"
"So, when we come to that road will you turn down it and leave the rest to me? And don't be surprised or frightened at anything Apache may do." "I aint scared none at what you an' dat hawse doin'. He's got sense and " added Jefferson with concession "so has you. I aint got no time ter be a troublin' 'bout you-all.
It was an absolutely perfect clay, as shiny as the black ball at Pool. I took it reverently, but I was firm. 'Will you tell us about the ghost-fight if I do? I said. 'Is ut the shtory that's troublin' you? Av course I will. I mint to all along. I was only gettin' at ut my own way, as Popp Doggle said whin they found him thrying to ram a cartridge down the muzzle. Orth'ris, fall away!
"But britches ain't whut's a troublin' me at the present writin'. Miss lady's duds is what's a ailin' of me. Mag Bailey 'lowed she'd meet me over here, but she didn't come. I'd ruther be deceived by ten men than one woman. You kin whup a man, but it won't do to whup a woman till you marry her, an' even then it's sorter dangersome."
'No, no; I won't take you any farther, Evan repeated. 'But what do it matter, sir? urged the postillion. 'I'd rather go on as I am. I a made no arrangement to take you the whole way. 'Oh! cried the postillion, 'don't you go troublin' yourself about that, sir. Master knows it 's touch-and-go about catchin' the coach. I'm all right.
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