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But the upshot o' 't a' was an ill ane; for, efter maybe aboot a month or sae o' sic friendship as was atween them, there cam a nicht 'at brouchtna the captain hame; for ye maun un'erstan', wi' a' his rouch w'ys, an' his drinkin', an' his cairt-playin', he was aye hame at nicht, an' safe intil's bed, whaur he sleepit i' the best chaumer i' the castle.
"Gang oot o' my chaumer wi' yer havers," cried Mr Cupples, "and lea' me wi' Alec Forbes. He winna deave me wi' his clash." "'Deed, I'll no lea' twa sic fules thegither. Come doon the stair direckly, Mr Forbes." Alec saw that it was better to obey. He went up on the sly in the course of the evening, however, but peeping in and seeing that he slept, came down again.
For he crossed himsel' an' gaed straucht for the bridal chaumer. By this time the yerl had come up, an' followed cooerin' ahin' the priest. "Never a horse was i' the transe; an' the priest, first layin' the cross 'at hang frae 's belt agane the door o' the chaumer, flang 't open wi'oot ony ceremony, for ye 'll alloo there was room for nane. "An' what think ye was the first thing the yerl saw?
The laird gave him one arm, Cosmo another, and Grizzie came behind, ready to support or push, and so in procession they moved from the kitchen along the causeway, his lordship grumbling and slipping, hauled, carried, and shoved through the great door, as they called it, up the stairs, past the drawing-room, and into "the muckle chaumer."
"Ye didna ken her, laddie," she cried, "or ye wad never mint at layin yer tongue upon her that gait! 'Deed na, ye wadna! But I doobt gien ever ye could hae come to ken her as she was sic a bonny, herty sowl as ance dwalt in yon white-faced, patient thing, lyin i' the chaumer there wi' the stang oot o' her hert at last, and left the sharper i' mine!
"That's what I wad fain yer lordship kent: I dinna." "None of your riddles! Explain yourself; and make haste; I want to go to bed again." "'Deed, yer lordship maun jist pit on yer claes, an' come wi'." "Where to?" "To the warlock's chaumer, my lord whaur that ill wuman remains 'in durance vile, as Spenser wad say but no sae vile's hersel', I doobt."
"Aggie," he called, still on the farther side of the bed he called gently, but trembled at the sound of his own voice "did ye ever hear did Grannie mak mention o' a door 'at the auld captain gaed oot at?" "Whisht, whisht!" cried Aggie, in a loud hissing whisper, which seemed to pierce the marrow of Cosmo's bones, "I rede ye say nae thing aboot that i' this chaumer.
"How much of the story may be your own invention now?" said the marquis. "Ow, nae that muckle, my lord; jist a feow extras an' partic'lars 'at micht weel hae been, wi' an adjective, or an adverb, or sic like, here an' there. I made ae mistak' though; gien 't was you hole yonner, they bude till hae gane doon an' no up the stair to their chaumer."
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