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Dear little Tommy would wander round with his arms clasped behind him under his velvet jacket and wonner at things to himself, and I spoze Carabi walked up and down beside him though we couldn't see him.
"Weel, I wadna wonner," said Malcolm, "gien Mrs Courthope wad like the haddie tu, an' maybe the lave o' them as weel. Hers is a muckle faimily to haud eatin. I'll jist gang to the Hoose first afore I mak ony mair offers frae my creel." "Ye'll lea' the troot wi' me," said Mrs Catanach imperiously. "Na; I canna du that. Ye maun see yersel' 'at I canna." The woman's face grew dark with anger.
We had the supreme felicity of extending the hospitalities of our humble house in York to Mr. We return from this digression to the group at the fire-side of the Holms. "How did you get away?" asked Zenas. "Tam here gied 'em French leave," replied Sandy, "He just droppit oot o' a port-hole into the water after the guard made his rounds and got awa in the mirk; I wonner he was na droonded."
"Deil tak' me gin I do ony sic thing!" exclaimed Mr Cupples. "My shune'll do weel eneuch." "Whaur got ye a' that dub, sir? The roads is middlin' the day." "I dinna aye stick to the roads, Jeames. I wan intil a bog first, and syne intil some plooed lan' that was a' lumps o' clay shinin' green i' the sun. Sae it's nae wonner gin I be some clortit.
'Weel, Shargar, it's grown something awfu' noo. It's Miss Lindsay. Was there iver sic a villain as that Lord Rothie that brither o' yours! 'I disoun 'im frae this verra 'oor, said Shargar solemnly. 'Something maun be dune. We'll awa' to the quay, an' see what'll turn up. I wonner hoo's the tide.
But Pomp worked hard, and evidently believing that the danger was entirely past, his spirits rose again and he began to laugh. "Poor ole Injum," he said; "I berry sorry for um. Poor ole Injum lose um knife. Pomp wonner what um say. How soon we get home now, Mass' George?"
"I dunno whar de beaux done hid deyse'ves dese days; hit's a wonner dey ain' des a-busin' dey sides ter git yer. Marse Dan, now, whynt he come a-prancin' roun' dese yer parts?" Mrs. Lightfoot looked at Betty and saw her colour rise. "That will do, Rhody," she cautioned; "you will let the turkeys burn," but as they moved toward the door, Betty herself paused and looked back.
I had lots of emotions as I walked to and fro and didn't want to talk to anybody or hear the talkin' round me. I hearn Tommy talkin' sunthin' to Carabi and I catched these words, "I wonner, oh, I wonner what good it duz 'em to kiss that toe." And Arvilly and Josiah jined in in sharp criticism.
"I'll bide till ye hae gotten rid o' Bruce, ony gait.�-I care naething for yer sma' separatist kirkies.-�I wonner ye dinna pray for a clippin' o' an auld sun that ye micht do withoot the common daylicht. But I do think it's a great shame�-that sic a sneak sud be i' the company o' honest fowk, as I tak the maist o' ye to be. Sae I'll do my best. Ye'll hear frae me in a day or twa."
When shown into the dining-room, she rushed up to her, and caught her to her bosom, crying, "Ye ill-contrived smatchit! What hae ye been aboot, rinnin' awa' this gait? I wonner ye wasna droont i' the Glamour." "I don't see what better you could expect of your own child, Mrs Constable, if you go spreading reports against other people's children," said Mrs Forbes bitterly.
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