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I min' weel hoo I leuch and grat, baith at ance, to think I was the mother o' a man-child! and I thought I kenned weel what was i' the hert o' Mary, whan she claspit the blessed ane til her boasom!" "May that same bairnie, born for oor remeid, bring oor bairn til his richt min' afore he's ower auld to repent!" responded the father in a broken voice.
But to Nan, as the bony arms went round her and the Scottish voice, harsh no longer but tender as an old song, murmured in her ears, she seemed the embodiment of beautiful, consoling motherhood, and her flat chest a resting-place where weary heads might gladly lie and sorrowful hearts pour out their grief in tears. "Dinna greet, ma bairnie," crooned Eliza. "Ma wee bairnie, greet nae mair."
Loe him, lassie, and ye'll never glaur the bonny goon ye broucht white frae his hert!" The soutar's face was solemn and white, and tears were running down the furrows of his cheeks. Maggie too was weeping. At length she said Supposin the mither o' my bairnie a wuman like that, can ye think it fair that her disgrace should stick til him?"
I wadna hae disturbit ye, sir, but I saw the twa een o' a wullcat, or sic like, glowerin' awa yonner i' the mirk, an' they fleyt me 'at I grippit ye." "Weel, weel; sit ye doon, bairnie," said the mad laird in a soothing voice; "the wullcat sanna touch ye. Ye're no fleyt at me, are ye?" "Na!" answered the child. "What for sud I be fleyt at you, sir? I'm Phemy Mair."
Eh, guid fowk, keep him till I get a place to tak him til, and syne haudna him a meenute frae me!" Gang ben the hoose wi' Maggie, my dear; and lay ye doon on her bed, and she'll lay the bairnie aside ye, and fess yer brakfast there til ye.
"Ah! the dear bairnie," and all the Queen's consummate art could not repress the smile of gladness and the movement of eager joy with which she held out her hand for it, so that Richard regretted its extreme brevity and unsatisfying nature, and Mary, recollecting herself in a second, added, smiling at Sadler, "Mr.
My worn-out old life is not worth the risk of thy young freedom. But I love thee for it, mine ain bairnie, mon enfant a moi. If thy brother had thy spirit, child " "I hate the thought of him! Call him not my brother!" cried Cicely hotly. "If he were worth one brass farthing he would have unfurled the Scottish lion long ago, and ridden across the Border to deliver his mother."
"Weel, we maunna stan' oot here i' the cauld: come this gait," said Malcolm. "The bairnie 'll get its deid." "There wadna be mony to greit at that," returned Lizzy, and pressed the child closer to her bosom. Malcolm led the way to the little chamber contrived under the temple in the heart of the hill, and unlocking the door made her enter.
'How now, wee Andie? he exclaimed, tossing the baby boy up in his arms, and then on the cry of 'Johnnie too! 'Me too! performing the same feat with the other two, the last so boisterously that Mary screamed that 'the bairnie would be coupit over the crag. 'What, looking out over the sea? he cried to his elder sisters. 'That's the wrang side!
He tried to turn her hert, sayin' wad she hae had him no help the puir thing ower the dyke, her bairnie bein' but a fortnicht auld, an' hersel' unco weak-like? but my leddy made a mou' as gien she was scunnert to hear sic things made mention o'. An' was she to stan' luikin' ower the hedge, an' him convoyin' a beggar wife an' her brat! An' syne to come to her ohn ever washen his han's!
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