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Man, it's easy to bamboozle an ass like Gourlay! Besides, he'll think my principals have trusted me to let the carrying to ainy one I like, and, as I let it to him, he'll fancy I'm on his side, doan't ye see? He'll never jalouse that I mean to diddle him.
"Wasted's the word!" said Brodie, with a blatant laugh. "Wasted's the word! They say he has verra little lying cash! And I shouldna be surprised at all. For, ye see, Gibson the builder diddled him owre the building o't." "Oh, I'se warrant Cunning Johnny would get the better of an ass like Gourlay. But how in particular, Mr. Brodie? Have ye heard ainy details?"
Gourlay sank into a chair, and the letter slipped from her upturned palm, lying slack upon her knee. "Janet," she said, appealingly, "what's this that has come on us? Does the house we live in, the House with the Green Shutters, not belong to us ainy more? Tell me, lassie. What does it mean?" "I don't ken," whispered Janet, with big eyes. "Did faither never tell ye of the bond?"
"Why, they found his hat in a bog-hole upon the water, and on searching the hole itself poor Larry was fished up from the bottom of it." "Well, that's a murdhering sorrowful story," said Shane Fadh: "but you won't be after passing that on us for the wake, ainy how." "Well, you must learn patience, Shane," said the narrator, "for you know patience is a virtue."
And was it likely I put it to ainy man of sense was it likely the Coal Company wouldn't do everything in their power to get the railway up the valley, seeing that if it didn't come that airt they would need to build a line of their own?" "Ah, but then, ye see, Fechars was a big place too, and there was lots of mineral up there as well!
His big face flushed with a malicious grin. "Ay," he bellowed; "the owner o' that maun be married to a dirty wife, I'm thinking!" "It must be terrible," said the Deacon, "to be married to a dirty trollop." "Terrible," laughed Brodie; "it's enough to give ainy man a gurly temper." They had Gourlay on the hip at last.
"I ain't er-beatin' round 'bout nuffin, jedge," replied Williams, indignantly. "No, seh; I say whatter got to say right out. 'Deed I do." "Well, say it, then." "Jedge," began the negro, taking off his hat and switching his knee with it, "Lode knows I'd do jes 'bout as much fer five dollehs er week as ainy cul'd man, but but this yere business is awful, jedge.
And there's a gey bit ground at the back, too, when a body comes to think o't." "What line's he meaning to purshoo?" queried Brodie, whose mind, quickened by the chance he saw at No. 1 The Cross, was hot on the hunt of its possibilities. "He's been very close about that," said the Provost. "I asked Johnny Gibson it was him had the selling o't but he couldn't give me ainy satisfaction.
"Yeth," lisped the Deacon; "if a man canna afford to College his son, he had better put him in hith business if he hath ainy business left to thpeak o', that ith!" The brake swung on through merry cornfields where reapers were at work, past happy brooks flashing to the sun, through the solemn hush of ancient and mysterious woods, beneath the great white-moving clouds and blue spaces of the sky.
Gourlay, so often the trampling brute without knowing it, felt it brutal to wound the faithful old creature dreaming at his toil. He would have found it much easier to discharge a younger and a keener man. "Stop, Peter," he said at last; "I don't need you ainy more." Peter rose stiffly from his knees and shook the mould with a pitiful gesture from his hands.
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