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Dishart wore his hat rather far back on his head. You should have seen Rob. 'My certie, he roars, 'there's the shine frae Heaven on that little minister's face, and them as says there's no has me to fecht." "Ay, weel," said the U. P., rising, "we'll see how Rob wears and how your minister wears too. I wouldna like to sit in a kirk whaur they daurna sing a paraphrase."
But my certie, lad, thought I, times are changed since ye came fleeing down the back stairs of auld Holyrood House, in grit fear, having your breeks in your hand without time to put them on, and Frank Stewart, the wild Earl of Bothwell, hard at your haunches; and if auld Lord Glenvarloch hadna cast his mantle about his arm, and taken bluidy wounds mair than ane in your behalf, you wald not have craw'd sae crouse this day; and so saying, I could not but think your lordship's Sifflication could not be less than most acceptable; and so I banged in among the crowd of lords.
"Ay! ay!" he said, looking over his shoulder at Arnold, "gae to your deerie! gae to your deerie! and leave a' the solid business o' life to Me. Ye've Screepture warrant for it. My certie! 'cleave' is a strong word there's nae sort o' doot aboot it, when it comes to 'cleaving!" He wagged his head thoughtfully, and walked to the side-table in a corner, to cut the bread.
He brings news o' a gran' battle betwixt the Prince and yon loon they ca' Cumberland, ma certie, but Cumberland's no mickle beholden to 'em! and the Prince's army's just smashed to bits, and himsel' a puir fugitive in the Highlands. Ill luck tak' 'em! though that's no just becoming to a Christian man, but there's times as a chiel disna stop to measure his words and cut 'em off even wi' scissors.
"And did he cast up to my bairn that he was a bastard? troth he was na blate my certie, your father was a better man than ever stood on the Doctor's shanks a handsome grand gentleman, with an ee like a gled's, and a step like a Highland piper."
Edie, standing much at his ease by the side of the hole, contented himself with exhorting his associate to labour hard. "My certie! few ever wrought for siccan a day's wage; an it be but say the tenth part o' the size o' the kist, No. I., it will double its value, being filled wi' gowd instead of silver.
"Ach! mine goot old friend, Maister Edie, and dat is not so very unlikely, if Sir Arthurs will quarrel wit his goot friends to please Mr. Oldenbuck. And so you do tink dat dis golds and silvers belonged to goot Mr. Malcolm Mishdigoat?" "Troth do I, Mr. Dousterdeevil." "And you do believe dat dere is more of dat sorts behind?" "By my certie do I How can it be otherwise? Search No.
Possibly a very remote possibility the disease may have already attacked some organ of his body! But and upon this point I can take my stand with the confidence of absolute certainty the lungs of this so-called pulmonary sufferer are absolutely sound!" "My certie! Send I may live to foregather wi' Sir Jedbury Fargoe!" the Chief Medical Officer prayed inaudibly.
But our folk were at great pains lang syne to big up the passage in some parts, and pu' it down in others, for fear o' some uncanny body getting into it, and finding their way down to the cove: it wad hae been a fashious job that by my certie, some o' our necks wad hae been ewking." They now came to a place where the gallery was enlarged into a small circle, sufficient to contain a stone seat.
Was the puir feckless husband-creature ye had wi' ye at the inn, Jaffray Delamayn? Jaffray wad mak' twa o' him, as my ain eyes ha' seen. Gi' ye back yer letter? My certie! noo I know it is yer letter, I'll gi' it back wi' a' the pleasure in life!" "Hoot! toot!" he said, "I'm no' that clear in my mind that I'm free to tak' yer money. Eh, weel! weel!
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