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I wor thirty-five year owd, and hed a tidy bit o' brass, when they geet me to put a twothree hunderd in a speculation. Ay, dear! I wor fool enugh not to let weel alone. I did as they wanted me. Me, and Bill Stott's faither, and owd Jerry o' th' Moss went in together heavy, and we lost every farthin'. I shall never forgeet it. It wor Sunday mornin' when th' news coome fro' th' lawyer.
Why, I have smacked calf-skin * fifty times in England for a keg of brandy." * The gallows. Swearing. * Kissed the book. "Never speak mair o't," said the prisoner. "It's just as weel as it is and gude-day, sister; ye keep Mr. Ratcliffe waiting on Ye'll come back and see me, I reckon, before" here she stopped and became deadly pale.
However, I wish Mr. Malcomson, that you, who do undherstand gardenin', would thry this fellow, because I want to know whether he's an imposthor or not." "Weel," replied Malcomson, "I dinna care if I do. We'll soon find that out. Come wi' me and Maisther Lanigan here, and we'll see what you ken about the sceentific profession."
Weel, be what ye will, ye hae a face and a tongue that puts me in mind of auld times. Good day; make haste on your road, and if ye see ony of our folk, meddle not and make not, and they'll do you nae harm.
"I hae nae great objection to the prison, only that a body canna win out o't; and if it wad please you as weel, Bailie, I wad gie you my word to appear afore the Lords at the Circuit, or in ony other coart ye like, on ony day ye are pleased to appoint." "I rather think, my good friend," answered Bailie Littlejohn, "your word might be a slender security where your neck may be in some danger.
"Weel, weel! we'll see," said Malcolm. On his way back to the House he knocked at Mrs. Catanach's door, and said a few words to her which had a remarkable effect on the expression of her plump countenance and deep-set black eyes. When he reached home he ran up the main staircase, knocked at the first door, opened it and peeped in.
"Ou, weel," said Tammas, complacently, "there's truth in what ye say, but the women can be managed if we have the knack." "Some o' them," said Cragiebuckle, woefully. "Ye had yer wark wi' the wife yersel, Tammas, so ye had," observed Lang Tammas, unbending to suit his company. "Ye're speakin' aboot the bit wife's bural," said Tammas Haggart, with a chuckle, "ay, ay, that brocht her to reason."
Bickerton; "only a dram of Hollands to thyself, man, an thou wilt speak." "Why, then," said Dick, giving the head-band of his breeches a knowing hoist with one hand, and kicking out one foot behind him to accommodate the adjustment of that important habiliment, "I dares to say the pass will be kend weel eneugh on the road, an that be all." "But what sort of a lad was he?" said Mrs.
"Am I Robin Telfer, of the Valley of Yarrow, and yet canna shake aff my silly dreams?" "Weel, my lad," quoth the queen of the fairies, giving him a smart tap with her wand, "stir yersel', and be at work; for naebody idles in Elf-land." Bewildered Robin ventured a look at the little queen.
I communicated this observation in a whisper to the Bailie, who answered in the same tone, "Weel, weel, I see that him that ye ken o' said very right; there is some glimmering o' common sense about that creature Dougal; I maun see and think o' something will do him some gude."
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