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Updated: May 14, 2025
"I was sayin' that same thing this verra nicht to ane o' my freens at the taivern afore ye cam'. It was auld Tam Rutherford, wha's gaun to be mairrit again, and him mair nor auchty years o' age. I warnt him against it, an' I telt him his ither wumman was deid but sax months. But Tam said as hoo a buddy at his age canna afford to wait ower lang, an' I didna ken what answer to gie to that."
I'll sune draw auchty punds fra' the sea for him, with my feyther's nets." As she disappeared, Mrs. Gatty appeared. "And this is the woman whose mind was not in her dirty business," cried she. "Does not that open your eyes, Charles?" "Ah! Charles," added she, tenderly, "there's no friend like a mother." And off she carried the prize his vanity had been mortified.
Christie drew her aside, and learned that Gatty and his mother were just coming through from Leith; Christie ran for her eighty pounds, placed them in her bosom, cast a hasty glance at a looking-glass, little larger than an oyster-shell, and ran out. "Hech! What pleased the auld wife will be to see he has a lass that can mak auchty pund in a morning." This was Christie's notion.
Here he was obliged to turn his head away. "But we'll no pairt," replied Christie, cheerfully. "Suppose ye're puir, I'm rich, and it's a' one; dinna be so cast down for auchty pund." At this, a slipshod servant entered, and said: "There's a fisher lad, inquiring for Christie Johnstone." "It will be Flucker," said Christie; "show him ben. What's wrang the noo I wonder!"
"Auchty pund, sir, if you please the lave when you like; I ken ye, Mr. Miller." While counting her the notes, the purchaser said slyly to her: "There's more than a hundred cran in the cutter, my woman." "A little, sir," replied the vender; "but, ere I could count them till ye by baskets, they would lose seven or eight cran in book,* your gain, my loss." *Bulk.
"And where could you find eighty pound?" "Auchty pund," cried she, "it's no auchty pund that will ding Christie Johnstone, laddy. I hae boats and nets worth twa auchtys; and I hae forty pund laid by; and I hae seven hundred pund at London, but that I canna meddle. My feyther lent it the king or the queen, I dinna justly mind; she pays me the interest twice the year.
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