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The party she mentioned, a grave elderly person, with a superb periwig, dressed in a decent suit of sad-coloured clothes, came up as she spoke, and courteously gave his arm to Miss Grizel Damahoy. It may be necessary to mention, that Mr. Bartoline Saddletree kept an excellent and highly-esteemed shop for harness, saddles, &c. &c., at the sign of the Golden Nag, at the head of Bess Wynd.*
Butler," rejoined Bartoline, upon whom, as may be well supposed, the jest was lost, and all but the sound of the words, "ye said a gliff syne it was quivis, and now I heard ye say cuivis with my ain ears, as plain as ever I heard a word at the fore-bar." "Give me your patience, Mr.
Saddletree, I think we have changed for the better; since we make our own harness, and only import our lawyers from Holland." "It's ower true, Mr. Butler," answered Bartoline, with a sigh; "if I had had the luck or rather, if my father had had the sense to send me to Leyden and Utrecht to learn the Substitutes and Pandex." "You mean the Institutes Justinian's Institutes, Mr.
With kind officiousness, that would not be gainsaid, and ere he could find out where he was going, Butler hurried Sir George into the friend's house, near to the prison, in which he himself had lived since he came to town, being, indeed, no other than that of our old friend Bartoline Saddletree, in which Lady Staunton had served a short noviciate as a shop-maid.
"O, you mean juris-consultus Ictus is an abbreviation for juris-consultus." * He meant, probably, stillicidium. "Very likely," said poor Butler, overwhelmed by the noisy perseverance of his visitor. "Iam not able to dispute with you." "Few folk are few folk are, Mr. Butler, though I say it that shouldna say it," returned Bartoline with great delight.
I am sorry for the lassie, but the law, sir, maun hae its course Vivat Rex, Currat Lex, as the poet has it, in whilk of Horace's odes I know not." Here Butler groaned, in utter impatience of the brutality and ignorance which Bartoline had contrived to amalgamate into one sentence.
Saddletree, I think we have changed for the better; since we make our own harness, and only import our lawyers from Holland." "It's ower true, Mr. Butler," answered Bartoline, with a sigh; "if I had had the luck or rather, if my father had had the sense to send me to Leyden and Utrecht to learn the Substitutes and Pandex" "You mean the Institutes Justinian's Institutes, Mr.
Bartoline Saddletree entered, his three-pointed hat set far back on his head, with a silk handkerchief beneath it to keep it in that cool position, his gold-headed cane in his hand, and his whole deportment that of a wealthy burgher, who might one day look to have a share in the magistracy, if not actually to hold the curule chair itself.
Saddletree, on all occasions, to assume rather a haughty and stately tone towards his good woman, a circumstance by which she seemed very little affected, unless he attempted to exercise any real authority, when she never failed to fly into open rebellion. But such extremes Bartoline seldom provoked; for, like the gentle King Jamie, he was fonder of talking of authority than really exercising it.
Saddletree to her husband, as he crossed his threshold, not with the purpose, by any means, of consulting him upon his own affairs, but merely to intimate, by a gentle recapitulation, how much duty she had gone through in his absence. "Weel," replied Bartoline, and deigned not a word more. "Weel, aweel," replied Bartoline, as laconically as before.
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