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"I have considered you for seven years, and seven to the back of that, Boyd Connoway, and you are a lazy lout! Every year you get worse!" My grandmother counted nothing so stimulating as truth spoken to the face. She acted, with all save her male grandchildren, on the ancient principle that "Praise to the face is an open disgrace!"
But with the lightest and most kindly heart in the world, Boyd Connoway found himself in trouble owing to the very means of opulence which had brought content to his house.
Louis played with Boyd Connoway all the time, learning infinite new tricks with string, with knife-blades, perfecting himself in the art of making fly-hooks, of kite manufacture, and the art of lighting a fire.
But when I had opened the door and marched with the firm ringing steps of a master down the paven walk towards the gate, the face I saw turned to my approach, altered my mood in a second. "Why, Boyd Connoway," I cried, "who would have thought of seeing you here? What are you doing in Edinburgh? But first come in there is a friend here who will be glad to see you!" "Eh, Mr.
"Eh, Miss Jen, but it's the word ye have, as I was sayin' to Rob McTurk up at the pirn-mill last Tuesday week. 'If only our Miss Jen there had been a man, says I, 'it's never Lalor Maitland that would have been sent to sit in King George's High House o' Parliament." Again Boyd Connoway took up his burden of testimony. "Aye, Miss Jen, there's some that's born to trouble as the sparks fly upward.
"Who is the man that had need of suchlike?" demanded Boyd Connoway, suddenly regaining his lost heritage as the head of a house, "speak woman, who are ye harbouring there?" Bridget stood still. The mere unexpectedness of the demand rendered her silent. The autocrat of all the Russias treated as though he were one of his own ministers of state could not have been more dumbfounded.
My heart is changed," he added solemnly; "I gave it to the Lord, and He seen fit to convart me!" The whole household looked up. Anything bearing on personal religion instantly touched Scots folk of the humble sort. But Aunt Jen was obdurate. Long experience had rendered her sceptical with regard to Boyd Connoway. "We'll soon see if you are converted to the Lord," she said. "He is a hard worker.
For wounded the man was right sore, and I nursed him for the sake of the goold he gave me. Lashin's of goold, and the like had never been seen in our house since before Boyd Connoway there, that now has the face to call himself a convarted man, was the head of it." "What did this man call himself?" the Fiscal demanded.
Duncan, but I am not sure that I dare venture. 'Tis no more than decent I am, and the young lady, your wife oh, but though to see her sweet face would be a treat for poor Boyd Connoway, what might she not be sayin' about me dirtying her carpets, the craitur? And as for sittin' in her fine arm-chairs " "Come your ways in, Boyd," I cried. "Have you had any breakfast? No then you are just in time!
Boyd Connoway would be respected in his own house! Nevertheless he entered hastily, sidling like a dog which expects a kick. He avoided the dusky places instinctively the door of the "ben" room was shut, so Bridget could not be lying in wait there. Was it in the little closet behind the kitchen that the danger lurked?
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