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She had been brought up in a stern and nowise pitiful school. She made neither solemn reflection, nor uttered hope which her theology forbade her to cherish. "Ye think wi' me 'at he's deid dinna ye, Grizzie?" said the laird, in a voice that seemed to himself to intrude on the solemn silence. She removed the handkerchief, and the jaw fell. "He's gane til's accoont," she said.
An' mair, my lady, I mean to loe him yet; but, as them 'at God has j'ined man nor wuman maunna sun'er, I winna pairt ye even in my min'; whan I think o' the tane, it'll be to think o' the tither, an' the love 'at gangs to him 'ill aye rin ower upo' you forby what I beir ye on yer ain accoont. Noo ye'll gang on thegither again, an' I'll come ahin'."
I ken weel 'at fowk in his poseetion ha'ena the preevileeges o' the like o' hiz they ha'ena the win, an' the watter, an' whiles a lee shore to gar them know they are but men, an' sen' them rattling at the wicket of h'aven; but still I dinna think, by yer ain accoont, specially noo 'at I houp he's forgi'en an' latten in God grant it!
Ye think it's a' ait an' play! Gang awa' wi' ye, an' latna me see the face o' ye again, or I s' ca' to them 'at 'll tak accoont o' ye." "Hoot, man!" returned Cosmo, and went on turning the ground over, "ye're unco hard upon a neebor!" "Neebor! ye're no neebor o' mine! Gang awa' wi' ye, I tell ye!" "Did naebody never gie' YOU a helpin' han','at ye're sae dooms hard upo' ane 'at needs ane?"
"Noo," said Malcolm, "we come to the question what the twa limmers could want wi' that door." "Dear kens! It bude to be something wrang that's a' 'at mortal can say; but ye may be sure o' that I hae hard tell," she went on reflectingly "o' some room or ither i' the hoose 'at there's a fearsome story aboot, an' 'at 's never opent on no accoont.
"A hope it may be noothing beyoond admeeration," observed the Captain of Grenadiers, "a tell ye as a freend, Geerald, a do not like this accoont ye gi' of her coonduct. A wooman who could show no ageetation in sooch a scene, must have either a domn'd coold, or a domn'd block hairt, and there's but leetle claim to admeeration there."
"Tell Captain McTavish that I'll gang," said Alec, who had hesitated no longer than the time Mr Cupples took to say the word of kind flattery to their landlady. "He'll want testimonials, ye ken." "Wadna ye gie me ane, Mrs Leslie?" "'Deed wad I, gin 'twar o' ony accoont. Ye see, Mr Alec, the day's no yesterday; and this session's no the last."
"Dinna ye think," said Cosmo, "I micht set oot the morn efter a', though on a different eeran', an' gang straucht to Mr. Burns? He'll sune put's i' the w'y to turn them til accoont. They're o' sma' avail as they lie there." "Ye canna du better, my son," answered the old man. So Cosmo gathered the gems together into the horse, lifting them in handfuls.
"That's ower again what I'm compleenin' o'! an' gien it war onybody but yersel' 'at has a richt, I wad be angry, Aggie." "Cosmo," said Agnes solemnly, "ye're ower saft-hertit to the women-fowk. I do believe an' I tell ye't again in as mony words ye wad merry onylass raither nor see her in trible on your accoont." "Ance mair, Aggie, what gies ye a richt to think sae ill o' me?" demanded Cosmo.
He tapped her, not unkindly, on the head with the back of his brush, and brought her to earth again. "Are ye listenin', ye auld runt?" said he. "I'm goin' doon to the toon i' the aifternoon wi' this braw coat and money for Monsher's inn accoont, and if ye're no' mair wide-awake by that time, there's deil the cries'll gae in wi' auld MacNair."
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