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Naebody mindit me, an' sae I cam to you, Broonie." And she laid her cheek, white, smooth, and thin, against the broad, flat, hairy forehead of the friendly cow. Then turning again to Betty, she said "Dinna tell auntie whaur I am, Betty. Lat me be. I'm best here wi' Broonie." Betty said never a word, but returned to her mistress. "Whaur's the bairn, Betty? At some mischeef or ither, I'll wad."
And before she went away she would be telling me: 'Never be offering her boots or claes when the snaw comes, Sandy, for the Broonie o' Lag 'a bheithe left in sore anger for that they pitied her in the snaw.
"But bide ye, my bonny Sir Gibbie, till we're a' up yon'er, an' syne we'll see." The place of honour was therefore given to Jean Mavor, who was beside herself with joy to see her broonie lord of the land, and be seated beside him in respect and friendship.
"Donal, it's the broonie!" Donal's mouth opened wide at the word, but the tenor of his thought it would have been hard for him to determine. Celtic in kindred and education, he had listened in his time to a multitude of strange tales, both indigenous and exotic, and, Celtic in blood, had been inclined to believe every one of them for which he could find the least raison d'etre.
She was a delicate child, about nine years old, with blue eyes, half full of tears, hair somewhere between dark and fair, gathered in a silk net, and a pale face, on which a faint moon-like smile was glimmering. The old cow continued to hold her nose to be stroked. "Is na Broonie a fine coo, Betty?" said the child, as the maid went on staring at her. "Puir Broonie!
"They say," said Ginevra, anxious to avoid the forbidden Scotch, therefore stumbling sadly in her utterance, "there's a broonie brownie at the Mains, who dis a' does all the work." "What is the meaning of this, Joseph?" said Mr. Galbraith, turning from her to the butler, with the air of rebuke, which was almost habitual to him, a good deal heightened.
Sae wad ye hae been yersel', gien ye had sitten up a' nicht." "Wha did it, than?" "Ow, jist yersel', I'm thinkin', auntie." "Never a finger o' mine was laid till't, Fergus. Gien ye fleggit ae broonie, anither cam; for there's the wark done, the same's ever." "Damn the cratur!" cried Fergus. "Whisht, whisht, laddie! he's maybe hearin' ye this meenute.
In the course of it Sir Gibbie took occasion to apologize for having once disturbed the peace of the country-side by acting the supposed part of a broonie, and in relating his adventures of the time, accompanied his wife's text with such graphic illustration of gesture, that his audience laughed at the merry tale till the tears ran down their cheeks.
She was eating porridge and milk: with spoon arrested in mid-passage, she stopped suddenly, and said: "Papa, what's a broonie?" "I have told you, Jenny, that you are never to talk broad Scotch in my presence," returned her father. "I would lay severer commands upon you, were it not that I fear tempting you to disobey me, but I will have no vulgarity in the dining-room."
I kent Dooie as weel as Broonie." "Wha was Broonie?" "Ow! naebody but my ain coo." "An' Jeames was kin' to ye?" To this question no reply followed; but Peter, who stood looking at her, saw her lips and the muscles of her face quivering an answer, which if uttered at all, could come only in sobs and tears.
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