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But the laird, learning the mood the old man was in, rose, and climbed the stair, and stood before his bed, and said to him solemnly, "Jeames, wha are ye to tell the Lord it's time he sud tak ye? what KIN' o' faith is 't, to refuse a sup,'cause ye see na anither spunefu' upo' the ro'd ahin' 't?" James hid his old face in his old hands.
His lauchter's no like the cracklin' o' thorns unner a pot, but like the nicherin' o' a deil ahin' the wainscot. Lat him sit and rot there!" Asking him another day what sort of poet Shelley was, Alec received the answer: "A bonny cratur, wi' mair thochts nor there was room for i' the bit heid o' 'm.
"Ye hae thoucht mair aboot it nor me, laddie! But what ye say wadna haud wi' the Parsees, 'at lay oot their deid to be devoored by the birds o' the air." "They swipe up their banes at the last. An', though the livin' expose the deid, the deid mayna like it." "I daursay. Ony gait it maun be a fine thing to lea' as little dirt as possible ahin' ye, an' tak nane wi' ye.
I'll have the fine times when I leave the schule and that winna be long now, for I'm clean sick o't; I'll no bide a day longer than I need! I'm to go into the business, and then I'll have the times. I'll dash about the country in a gig wi' two dogs wallopping ahin'. I'll have the great life o't." "Ph-tt!" said Swipey Broon, and planted a gob of mud right in the middle of his brow.
Shargar had, in a moment, dragged his heavy feet, ready to part company with their shoes at any instant, to Robert's side. He bent his ear to Robert's whisper. 'Gang in there, and creep like a moose to the fit o' the stair. I maun close the door ahin' 's, said he, opening the door as he spoke. 'Dinna be a fule. Grannie winna bite aff yer heid. 'What ane o'? Gang in direckly.
"There's nane but what they wad fain be rid o'. I canna say as muckle for a' 'at hings on to them. There's o' them, nae doobt, wha wad fain win to h'aven ohn left their sins ahin' them; but they get nae encouragement frae Maister MacLeod. Blue Peter, 'at gangs oot wi' 's i' yer lordship's boat he's ane o' their best men though he never gangs ayont prayin', I'm tauld."
To Thomas's words Annie's only reply was a fixed gaze, which he answered thus, resuming his last words: "Ay, lassie, little ye ken aboot watchin' and prayin'. Whan it pleased the Lord to call me, I was stan'in' my lane i' the mids' o' a peat-moss, luikin' wast, whaur the sun had left a reid licht ahin him, as gin he had jist brunt oot o' the lift, an' hadna gane doon ava.
They hadna a bairn to close their e'en whan their turn sud come, but whaur there's nane ahin', there's the mair to fin'." Grizzie ceased, and the others were silent, for the old legend had touched the deepest in them.
This body's nothing but a wheen claes to my sowl; and no verra weel made either, for the holes for my een war forgotten i' the makin'. I'm bit jokin', lassie; for it was the Lord's han' that made and mismade my claes; and I'm weel willin' to wear them as lang's he likes. Jist mak a drappy o' stoorum to me. Maybe it'll ile my thrapple a bit. I winna be lang ahin Eppie Shawn."
His father was the laird o' Gersefell an' for that maitter he's laird himsel' noo. "It seems clearing," said Florimel. "I doobt it's only haudin' up for a wee," returned Malcolm, after surveying as much of the sky as was visible through the bars; "but I do think ye had better run for the hoose, my leddy. I s' jist follow ye, a feow yairds ahin', till I see ye safe.
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