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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.
Every ither nicht they've been ether i' the washin'-hoose or i' the garret; an' Sandy's been gaen aboot scorin' a' the doors wi' kauk, an' makin' rings an' lines like railroads an' so on a' ower them. "What's this you an' Bandy's up till noo?" I says to Sandy the ither mornin', juist when we were sittin' at oor brakfast.
"Tak yer brakfast, John," said his sister. "Lat them tak 'at hungers," he answered. "Tak, or ye'll no hae the wut to save," said Jean. Thereupon he fell to, and ate, if not with appetite, then with a will that was wondrous. The flood still grew, and still the rain poured, and Gibbie did not come.
"I canna min' a word o' 't, Annie. I'm dreidfu' hungry, forbye. I was in a hurry wi' my brakfast the day. Gin I had kent what was comin', I wad hae laid in a better stock," he added, laughing rather drearily. As he spoke he looked up; and his eyes wandered from one window to another for a few moments after he had ceased speaking. "Na; it's no use," he resumed at last.
We'll hae to get oor brakfast frae the Toon Cooncil by an' by, an' it'll a' go on the rates, that's juist as fac's ocht. A' thing's on' the rates nooadays, frae births to burals. But I hear wan of my audience cry, 'What aboot the Auld Kirk? Weel, that's anither question. I think that the shuner the Auld Kirk's aff the pairis the better. We've plenty paupirs withoot it.
"He'll be wi' Donal i' the byre, nae doobt," said Jean: "he's aye some shy o' comin' in wantin' an inveet." She went to the door, and called with a loud voice across the yard, through the wind and the clashing torrents, "Donal, sen' Dummie in till's brakfast." "He's awa' till's sheep," cried Donal in reply. "Preserve 's! the cratur 'll be lost!" said Jean.
"Weel, I'm no sae sure!" answered Marion. "But we'll say nae mair anent that the noo! The guidman says no; and his word's law i' this hoose." Isy resumed her pretence of breakfast. Presently Eppie came down, and going to her master, said "Here's An'ra, sir, come to speir efter the yoong minister and Isy: am I to gar him come in?" "Ay, and gie him his brakfast," shouted the farmer.
"I kenna hoo I never thoucht o' sic a thing afore," answered Janet, leaning her broom against the wall, and dusting a chair for her visitor; "but this mornin', whan my man an' me was sittin' at oor brakfast, there cam' sic a clap o' thunner, 'at it jist garred the bit hoosie trim'le; an' doon fell a snot o' soot intil the very spune 'at my man was cairryin' till's honest moo.
But she was glad to find that neither Janet nor Robert appeared alarmed at the news. "I wuss the cratur had had some brakfast," she said. "He has a piece in 's pooch," answered Janet. "He's no oonprovidit wi' what can be made mair o'." "I dinna richtly un'erstan' ye there," said Jean.
Ye canna hae had a moofu' this mornin! I hae a cab waitin me at the door, and ye'll jist get in, my puir bairn, and come awa hame wi' me! My wife'll be doon afore we win back, and she'll hae a cup o' tay ready for ye in a moment! You and me 'ill hae oor brakfast thegither." "Ken ye what ye're sayin, sir? I daurna luik an honest wuman i' the face. I'm sic as ye ken naething aboot."
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