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Phemy too was at the table: she rose as if to leave the room, but apparently changed her mind, for she sat down again instantly. "Man ye're unco braw the day i' yer kilt an' tartan hose!" remarked Mair as he welcomed him. "I pat them on to please my daddy an' the markis," said Malcolm, with a half shamed faced laugh. "Are na ye some cauld aboot the k-nees?" asked the guidwife. "Nae that cauld!
Glass has been kind like my very mother. She has a braw house here, and lives bien and warm, wi' twa servant lasses, and a man and a callant in the shop. And she is to send you doun a pound of her hie-dried, and some other tobaka, and we maun think of some propine for her, since her kindness hath been great.
"Tell his honour, now there's a braw lass tell him what ye were wanting to say to Lord Evandale, mistress." "What was I wanting to say," answered Jenny, "to his honour himsell the other morning, when I visited him in captivity, ye muckle hash? D'ye think that folk dinna want to see their friends in adversity, ye dour crowdy-eater?"
It's no the place for ane 'at has to hide 's heid for verra shame o' slippin' aff the likes o' himsel' upo' sic a braw mither! Could he get nae ither door to win in at, haith!" "Woman, you 'll drive me mad!" said the other. "Weel, hinney," returned the former, suddenly changing her tone, "I'm mair an' mair convenced 'at yon's the verra laad for yer purpose.
The Monypenny road was thick with them, braw loons in blue bonnets with red bobs to them, tartan waistcoats, scarves of every color, woollen shirts as gay, and the strutting wearers in two minds whether to take off the scarf to display the shirt, or hide the shirt and trust to the scarf.
And I kiss my loof to ye, Mr. Balfour," says she, suiting the action to the word, "and a braw journey to ye back to where ye cam frae." "If you think me a spy," I broke out, and speech stuck in my throat. I stood and looked murder at the old lady for a space, then bowed and turned away. "Here! Hoots! The callant's in a creel!" she cried.
"Ay, they're all strong, likely, braw fellows, who can push their own way in the world and fend for themselves. Not like " he glanced over to the group on the grass, and stopped. Yet at that moment a hearty trill of thoroughly childish laughter seemed to rebuke the regrets of both fathers.
That will do excellently well," said the lawyer, stepping forward; and then mighty civilly, "Good-evening, Mr. Balfour," said he. And "Good-evening, uncle Ebenezer," said I. And "It's a braw nicht, Mr. Balfour," added Torrance. Never a word said my uncle, neither black nor white; but just sat where he was on the top doorstep, and stared upon us like a man turned to stone.
"Shall Christie's Will, the bravest man o' the Borders, be hanged because a cow, that kenned nae better, followed him frae Stobbs to the Hollows; and shall it be said that Margaret Elliot was the death o' her braw riever? I had meat enough in Gilnockie larder that day I scorned him wi' his laziness, and forced him to do the deed that has brought him to Jedburgh jail.
'And do you forget who is King of Scotland, ye proud peat? her brother cried in return. 'A braw sort of king, returned Jean, 'who could not hinder his mother and sisters from being stolen by an outlaw.
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