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Updated: June 4, 2025
"Troth can I no I am a lone woman, for James he's awa to Drumshourloch fair with the year-aulds, and I daurna for my life open the door to ony o' your gang-there-out sort o' bodies." "But what must I do then, good dame? for I can't sleep here upon the road all night." I'se warrant they'll tak ye in, whether ye be gentle or semple."
'For God's sake, Kirsty, he cried, ceasing his attempts to lay hold of her, 'behaud, or we'll hae the haill hoose oot, and what'll come o' me than I daurna think! I doobt I'll never hear the last o' 't as 'tis! 'Am I to trust ye, Francie? 'I winna lay a finger upo' ye, damn ye! he said in mingled wrath and humiliation.
'Troth can I no; I am a lone woman, for James he's awa to Drumshourloch Fair with the year-aulds, and I daurna for my life open the door to ony o' your gang-there-out sort o' bodies. 'But what must I do then, good dame? for I can't sleep here upon the road all night. 'Troth, I kenna, unless ye like to gae down and speer for quarters at the Place.
I would have thocht the thowless trauchle hadna the smeddum left to interfere." "Oh, it was yon boy of hers. He's aye swaggerin' aboot, interferin' wi' folk at their wark he follows his faither's example in that, for as the auld cock craws the young ane learns and his mither's that daft aboot him that ye daurna give a look!
"If Jeems wes aboot a' daurna mention 't: he canna behave himsel' tae this day gin he hears 'it, though ye ken he's a douce man as ever lived. "It wes anither feenish, and it ran this wy: "'Noo, ma freends, a' wull no be keepin' ye ony longer, and ye 'ill a' gae hame tae yir ain hooses and mind yir ain business.
"But a' at ance it was borne in upo me, that there maun be something to accoont for the thing. At the same time I daurna speir at God himsel what that thing can be. For there's something waur noo, and has been for some time, than ever was there afore! He has sic a luik, as gien he saw nor heard onything but ae thing, the whilk ae thing keeps on inside him, and winna wheesht.
"That lick-the-dirt 's no gaun to gar ye marry the colliginer?" "Dinna ye be feared that I'll marry onybody I dinna like, Curly." "Ye dinna like him. I houp to God!" "I canna bide him." "Weel, maybe�-Wha kens? I daurna despair." "Curly, Curly, I maun be honest wi' you, as ye hae been wi' me. Whan ance a body's seen ane, they canna see anither, ye ken.
'I am nae good woman; a' the country kens I am bad eneugh, and baith they and I may be sorry eneugh that I am nae better. But I can do what good women canna, and daurna do. I can do what would freeze the blood o' them that is bred in biggit wa's for naething but to bind bairns' heads and to hap them in the cradle.
"No that cauld," she answered, and with the words burst into tears: "But naebody says a kin' word to me noo," she said in excuse, "an' I canna weel bide the soun' o' ane when it comes; I'm no used till 't." "Naebody?" exclaimed Malcolm. "Na, naebody," she answered. "My mither winna, my father daurna, an' the bairnie canna, an I gang near naebody forbye."
What think ye? And he was only eight years auld, and no big for his size. 'Doctor, I daurna prophesy till we turn him into the Latin, but a've my thoughts. So I had a' the time, but I never boasted, na, na, that's dangerous. Didna I say, 'Ye hev a promisin' laddie, Whinnie, ae day in the market?" "It's a fac'," said Whinnie, "it wes the day I bocht the white coo." But Domsie swept on.
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