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I've seen the fowk sometimes turn roond-aboot in their seats, when Sandy cam' creakin' up the passage, as gin they thocht it was a brass-band comin' in. But Sandy appears to think there's something reverint an' Sabbath-like in cheepin' buits, an' he sticks to them, rissen be't or neen. I can tell ye, it's a blissin' there's no' mony mair like him, or we'd hae gey streets on Sabbath.
I pet them on mibby to rin an errand or twa, till they get the set o' my fit, an' syne I can manish them to the kirk. But I canna sit wi' noo buits; they're that uneasy. I got a noo pair lest Fursday, an' tried them on on Sabbath mornin'. But na, na!
"Then what?" said Germaine, a little startled by her panic-stricken face. "The duel! Monsieur de Relzieres' duel!" cried Sonia. "What? You don't think it was with Jacques?" "I don't know but this quarrel the Duke's manner this morning the Du Buits' drive " said Sonia. "Of course of course! It's quite possible in fact it's certain!" cried Germaine. "It's horrible!" gasped Sonia.
And all the while the pile of addressed envelopes rose steadily. Presently the door opened, and Alfred stood on the threshold. "Two gentlemen have called to see you, miss," he said. "Ah, the two Du Buits," cried Germaine. "They didn't give their names, miss." "A gentleman in the prime of life and a younger one?" said Germaine. "Yes, miss." "I thought so. Show them in." "Yes, miss.
"Some o the lads i' the Callyfloor," said Nathan, "were blamin'the captain for gien you cheek, an' said the wallop i' the lug he got saired him richt. So he got on his jeckit an' his buits, an' got a haud o' the best bat an' the ba', an' then he roars a' his micht, 'The club's broken up. You never saw sic a row as there was. Willy Mollison's i' the club, an' he's gotten three bails an' a wicket.
The noise the maitter o' twenty chields like Sandy cud mak' wi' their buit soles wud fair deave a hale neeperhude. Hooever, it wasna Sandy's buits I was to tell you aboot; it was my nain. But afore I say onything aboot them, I maun tell you aboot the fairntickles.
Sandy was berfit, an', I'm shure, if ye'd seen him! Haud your tongue! Ye never saw sic a picture. I suppose he'd taen aff his buits no' to mak' a noise.
"Ye're wrong, sir-r," said Tam quietly; "the groond's a fine place to test a wee perambulator or a motor-car or a pair of buits but it's no' the place to test an aeroplane. The aeroplane an' the submarine maun be tried oot in their native eelements." "But suppose you did succeed in breaking something and you went to glory?"
The son seemed to have inherited, along with her black eyes, his mother's nose, thin and aquiline; the nose of the father started thin from the brow, but ended in a scarlet bulb eloquent of an exhaustive acquaintance with the vintages of the world. Germaine rose, looking at them with an air of some surprise and uncertainty: these were not her friends, the Du Buits.
There's twa things Sandy Bowden's haen sin' ever I got acquant wi' him an' that's no' the day nor yesterday that's fairntickles an' cheepin' buits. I never kent Sandy bein' withoot a pair o' 'lastic-sided buits that gaed squakin' to the kirk like twa croakin' hens.
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