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But after him that's now awa began to tak death till himsel," she continued, lowering her voice to a confidential whisper, "when he made owre the tack to Sandy, he left me as a burden upon Gairyburn. Noo, the place is but sma, as ye ken, and there's but ae house on't, and, if he were to marry, I dinna ken how a'thing would answer."
'He's dune a' 'at he can for him, I doobt, already. 'Duv ye think 'at God cudna save a man gin he liket, than, grannie? 'God can do a'thing. There's nae doobt but by the gift o' his speerit he cud save a'body. 'An' ye think he's no mercifu' eneuch to do 't? 'It winna do to meddle wi' fowk's free wull. To gar fowk he gude wad be nae gudeness.
He jist made oot that he was a verra respectable kin' o' a God, though maybe no a'thing we micht wuss. We oucht to be thankfu' that he gae's a wee blink o' a chance o' no bein' brunt to a' eternity, wi' nae chance ava. I dinna say that he said that, but that's what it a' seemed to me to come till.
A'thing 's on the ro'd to the German Ocean. The lan' 's jist miltin' awa' intill the sea!" Janet sat silent, knitting hard at a stocking she had got hold of, that Jean had begun for her brother.
Man, I've seen me gaen to the kirk wi' Bawbie sometimes, dressed in my sirtoo an' my lum, an' my gloves an' pocket-hankie, an' a'thing juist as snod's a noo thripenny bit, an', a' o' a sudden, I wud hae to pet my tongue atween my teeth, an' grip my umberell like's I was wantin' to chock it, juist to keep mysel' frae tumblin' a fleepy or a catma i' the middle o' the road amon' a' the kirk fowk, him hat, sirtoo, an' a'thegither.
"Dear me, hinny!" said he, "I wonder that ye should be sae apprehensive. There is nae secret between yer mother an' me that isna weel-kenned to every ane in the country-side. But just ye hae patience bide a wee wait only till the morn; and, when I come to lead ye afore the minister, I'll tell ye a'thing then." "An' wherefore no tell me the noo, Florence?" said she.
The ither twa's gey queer that wey; they get a'thing preserved in tins, frae aboot London they tell me." Mester Blair didna appear to understand Sandy, an' he speered, "Do you get cash again' Billy Lowden; or hoo d'ye get peyment?" "If the bawbees is no' at the back o' the cairt, up goes the bawk, an' Donal' ca's awa," says Sandy. "Na, na, neen o' your Billy Lowden tick for me.
She had a'thing in fine order; it was a perfeck treat to sit doon; an' I noticed a braw noo pentin' o' the scone-baker hung abune the chumla. He maun hae left a fell feck o' bawbees, for I ashure ye his weeda has a fu' hoose, an' aye plenty to do wi'. Weel-a-weel, we had oor tea, as I was tellin' ye, an' a fine cup it was. Eh, it's a nice thing a cup o' fresh tea.
Now there were reasons why Malcolm should not be unwilling to tell the strange wild story requested of him, and he commenced it at once, but modified the Scotch of it considerably for the sake of the unaccustomed ears. When it was ended Clementina said nothing; Annie Mair said "Hech, sirs!" and Lizzy with a great sigh, remarked, "The deil maun be in a'thing whaur God hasna a han', I'm thinkin'."
Robert's to bide wi' me the nicht. Mrs. Falconer very rarely went to church, for she could not hear a word, and found it irksome. When Robert and she were alone together, 'Laddie, she said, 'be ye waure o' judgin' the Almichty. What luiks to you a' wrang may be a' richt. But it's true eneuch 'at we dinna ken a'thing; an' he's no deid yet I dinna believe 'at he is and he'll maybe win in yet.
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