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Updated: June 4, 2025
'Hae ye nae basket, Hector, wi' something to eat in 't naething gaein' to Rothieden 'at a body micht say by yer leave till? 'Ow! it's you, is 't? returned Hector, rousing himself. 'Na. Deil ane. An' gin I had, I daurna gie ye 't. 'I wad mak free to steal 't, though, an' tak my chance, said Robert. 'But ye say ye hae nane? 'Nane, I tell ye. Ye winna hunger afore the mornin', man.
'I daurna I daurna, said the poor woman, 'they would murder me and my hinnie Willie baith, and they have misguided us aneugh already; but if there is anything worldly I could do for your honour, leave out loosing ye? What she said recalled me to my bodily suffering. Agitation, and the effects of the usage I had received, had produced a burning thirst. I asked for a drink of water.
'I have been a bad man, and a bad father, and now I gie mysel' up to you to mak the best o' me ye can. I daurna leave ye, Robert. 'Pray to God to tak care o' ye, father. He'll do a'thing for ye, gin ye'll only lat him. 'I will, Robert.
Ma certes? let me get a sight o' that," and London John was brought to a standstill while Tam read aloud the advertisement to a crowd who could appreciate the cheapness of the tea, and whose tongues began to hang out at the very thought of the whisky. "A lee!" cried the travelling merchant, touched at the suggestion of such deceit. "He daurna do sic a thing, else his shop would be gutted.
Still, even his parents maun tak tent o' jeedgin specially ane o' the Lord's ministers maybe ane o' the Lord's ain elec'!" "It's awfu' to think I daurna say 't I daurna maist think the words o' 't, Peter, but it wull cry oot i' my vera hert! Steik the door, Peter and ticht, that no a stray stirk may hear me!
'Ye see, mem, he said, 'I cam' upo' my grandfather's fiddle. But my grandmither thinks the fiddle's no gude. And sae she tuik and she hed it. But I faun't it again. An' I daurna play i' the hoose, though my grannie's i' the country, for Betty hearin' me and tellin' her. And sae I gang to the auld fact'ry there.
"You an' me's aye been true til ane anither, Aggie," resumed Cosmo at length, "an' I wad fain hae a promise frae ye jist to content me." "What aboot, Cosmo?" "Promise, an' I'll tell ye, as the bairnies say." "But we're no bairnies, Cosmo, an' I daurna even to you 'at I wad trust like the Bible. Tell me what it is, an' gien I may, I wull." "It's no muckle atween you an' me, Aggie.
What could be done in Drumtochty was done for him, and he's working night and day, but he'll have a sore fight with the lads from the town schools. Na, na, neighbours," said the Dominie, lapsing into dialect, "we daurna luik for a prize. No the first year, at ony rate." "Man, Dominie.
"Na, na, a' daurna promise for the roup, but ye can cairry it on whether a 'm there or no; prices dinna hang on a beadle, and they 're far mair than appearances. A 'm juist beginning tae plan the reddin' up for the Saicrament, an' a 've nae speerit for pleesure; div ye ken, Hillocks, a' wud actually coont a funeral distrackin'."
'I'm tryin', grandmother, said Robert, 'but I canna say 't. I daurna say an if aboot it. It wad be like giein' in till 's damnation. We maun hae him saved, grannie! 'Laddie! laddie! haud yer tongue! said Mrs. Falconer, in a tone of distressed awe. 'O Lord, forgie 'im. He's young and disna ken better yet.
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