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Updated: June 13, 2025
An' the first nicht 'at the win' 's up an' awa', dee the same, mem, wi' the win'. Get up upo' the back o' 't, like, as gien it was yer muckle horse, an' jist ride him to the deith; an' efter that, gien ye dinna maybe jist wuss 'at ye was a burn or a blawin' win' aither wad be a sair loss to the universe ye wunna, I'm thinkin', be sae ready to fin' fau't wi' the chield 'at made yon bit sangy."
Nae man can prophecee hoo it 'ill end, but ae thing is certain, a'll no see deith tak a Drumtochty man afore his time if a' can help it. "Noo, Bell ma wumman, yir near deid wi' tire, an' nae wonder.
'It's my brither Sandy, as sure 's deith! he said; 'and he's been hingin' aboot her ever sin' she cam in. But I dinna think she likes him a'thegither by the leuk o' her. 'What for dinna ye gang up till her yersel', man? I wadna stan' that gin 'twas me. 'I'm feared 'at he ken me. He's terrible gleg. A' the Morays are gleg, and yon marquis has an ee like a hawk. 'What does 't maitter?
My hairt tells me she's no' far awa the noo. She'll e'en show forth the Lord's deith alang wi' us. The Maister o' the feast is here, and why wad He no' bring oor Elsie wi' Him? Wha kens but I'll gang hame wi' them baith?"
Rae, driven to desperation, hurled a law book of some weight at his vanishing head. "The de'il take ye! Ye'll be my deith yet." The book went crashing against the door-frame just as Miss Brodie was about to enter. "I say," she cried, darting back. "Heaven protect me! Rob, save me!" Rob sprang to her side. She stood for a moment gazing aghast at Mr. Dunn, who gazed back at her in equal surprise.
"A' didna keep buiks, as ye ken, for a' aye hed a guid memory, so naebody 'ill be harried for money aifter ma deith, and ye 'ill hae nae accoonts tae collect. "But the fouk are honest in Drumtochty, and they 'ill be offerin' ye siller, an' a'll gie ye ma mind aboot it.
Deith canna weel be muckle like onything we think aboot it; but there maun surely be a heap o' fowk unco dreary an' fusionless i' the warl' deith taks us til; an' the mair I think aboot it, the mair likly it seems we'll hae a heap to du wi' them a sair wark tryin' to lat them ken what they are, an' whaur they cam frae, an' hoo they maun gang to win hame for deith can no more be yer hame nor a sair fa' upo' the ro'd be yer bed.
Weel, I hae seen the said Bible mysel'; and there's this inscription upo' ane o' the blank leaves o' 't: 'Over the twenty-third psalm o' David,'�-I tellt ye that he read that psalm that night�-'Over the twenty-third psalm o' David, I hae laid a five poun' note for my dear Annie Anderson, efter my deith! Syne followed the nummer o' the note, which I can shaw them that wants to see.
If there's nae disease in the organs o' the body, a puff o' Drumtochty air wud bring back a man frae the gates o' deith." "You hef made two hearts glad this day, Doctor McLure," said Lachlan, outside the door, "and I am calling you Barnabas." "Ye've ca'd me waur names than that in yir time," and the doctor mounted his horse.
I wiss Mr Turnbull wad tak' it into his heid to preach frae that text sometime afore it comes, which winna be that lang, I'm thinkin'. The wheels'll be stoppin' at my door or lang." "What gars ye think that, Tibbie? There's no sign o' deith aboot you, I'm sure," said Annie. "Weel, ye see, I canna weel say.
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