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Dog stories particularly abounded with them; and not only the dogs of the present but those of the past contributed their quota. 'But that was naething, Sim would begin: 'there was a herd in Manar, they ca'd him Tweedie ye'll mind Tweedie, Can'lish? 'Fine, that! said Candlish.
Mac- Candlish internally congratulated herself upon the precautions she had taken before delivering them up to Glossin, while he, with an appearance of disinterested candour, was the first to propose they should be properly inventoried, and deposited with Deacon Bearcliff, until they should be sent to the Crown-office.
Candlish repeatedly congratulated himself on having left 'the watch at home with the mistress'; and Sim perpetually brandished his cudgel, and cursed his ill-fortune that it should be sprung. 'I willna care a damn to gie the daashed scoon'rel a fair clout wi' it, he said. 'The daashed thing micht come sindry in ma hand.
What is the Shorter Catechism, any way, or at least what have they left out of the Longer Catechism to make it shorter, and is the length of the Catechism one of the points of difference? then when we have looked up Chalmers and Candlish, we can ask the ex-Moderator and the Professor of Biblical Criticism to tea; separately, of course, lest there should be ecclesiastical quarrels."
Eh, boy?" said Candlish. "Yes, sir. I understood it all." "Well, young man," said Falk. "You'll be sorry you did." "Be quiet, Falk," said the Duke. "No one shall bully the boy. What's your name, boy?" "Martin Hyde, sir." "A very smart lad too, sir," said Jermyn. "He saved my book of cipher correspondence yesterday. We should have been in trouble if that had got into the wrong hands."
Ivy," said Sim, "this is a maitter entirely between Candlish and me and the auld wife Gilchrist. You had naething to say to it; weel, ye can have naething to do with it, then." "My good man," said I, "I can allow myself to be placed in no such ridiculous position. Mrs. Gilchrist is nothing to me, and I refuse to be her debtor."
"I can't disguise myself. I'm stamped by nature for the paths of virtue." "It would be a good thing," said Falk, "if we could get some Western carrier." "The Western carriers are all watched," Lane replied. "They are followed, wherever they go, as on as they arrive at their inns here." "Haven't you found some more gipsies, Falk?" Candlish asked. "The last gipsy we had was very good."
"The man Faa has been dischairged cured; and the two men, Sim and Candlish, would have been leeberated long ago, if it had not been for their extraordinary loyalty to yourself, Mr. Ducie or Mr. St. Ivey, as I believe I should now call you.
Again and again Sim and Candlish lamented the necessity: it was 'fair ruin on the bestial, they declared; but the thought of a judge and a scaffold hunted them ever forward. I myself was not so much to be pitied. All that night, and during the whole of the little that remained before us of our conjunct journey, I enjoyed a new pleasure, the reward of my prowess, in the now loosened tongue of Mr.
Candlish, his successor, in his bed, and repeating, now Shakespeare, and now the Psalmist; by the upsetting of a boat, the shape in which death came near to Kennedy, or by the upsetting of a coach, as I escaped myself, not being ready. 'The Lord knew, writes Rutherford, 'that you had forgotten something that was necessary for your journey, and let you go back for it.
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