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An honest man, strongly religious, and a great admirer of The Pilot, but slow-moving as a glacier, although with plenty of fire in him deep down. "He's soond at the hairt, ma man Robbie," his wife said to The Pilot, who was fuming and fretting at the blocking of his plans, "but he's terrible deleeberate. Bide ye a bit, laddie. He'll come tae."
"I'm sayin' naething agin Bell," pursued the other, "but, man Sam'l, a body should be mair deleeberate in a thing o' the kind." "It was michty hurried," said Sam'l, wo-fully. "It's a serious thing to spier a lassie," said Sanders. "It's an awfu' thing," said Sam'l. "But we'll hope for the best," added Sanders in a hopeless voice.
Nae doubt they burn for it in muckle hell, but they have a grand time here of it, whatever! and the Lord forgie us! Weel, at the hinder end, we saw the wee flag yirk up to the mast-held upon the harbour rocks. That was a' Sandie waited for. He up wi' the gun, took a deleeberate aim, an' pu'd the trigger. There cam' a bang and then ae waefu' skirl frae the Bass.
It was joy was in the creature's heart, the joy o' hell, I daursay: joy whatever. Nae doubt they burn for it muckle in hell, but they have a grand time here of it, whatever! and the Lord forgie us! Weel, at the hinder end, we saw the wee flag yirk up to the mast- heid upon the harbour rocks. That was a' Sandie waited for. He up wi' the gun, took a deleeberate aim, an' pu'd the trigger.
It was joy was in the creature's heart; the joy o' hell, I daursay: joy whatever. Nae doubt they burn for it in muckle hell, but they have a grand time here of it, whatever! and the Lord forgie us! Weel, at the hinder end, we saw the wee flag yirk up to the mast-heid upon the harbour rocks. That was a' Sandie waited for. He up wi' the gun, took a deleeberate aim, an' pu'd the trigger.
"I'm sayin' naething agin Bell," pursued the other, "but, man Sam'l, a body should be mair deleeberate in a thing o' the kind." "It was michty hurried," said Sam'l, woefully. "It's a serious thing to spier a lassie," said Sanders. "It's an awfu thing," said Sam'l. "But we'll hope for the best," added Sanders, in a hopeless voice.
"I'm saying naething agin Bell," pursued the other, "but, man, Sam'l, a body should be mair deleeberate in a thing o' the kind." "It was michty hurried," said Sam'l wofully. "It's a serious thing to speer a lassie," said Sanders. "It's an awfu' thing," said Sam'l. "But we'll hope for the best," added Sanders, in a hopeless voice.
"Why, sir," says he, "I think I need scarce describe them to a gentleman of your condition: either that I should cut your throat or that you should marry my daughter." "You are pleased to be quite plain at last," said I. "And I believe I have been plain from the beginning!" cries he robustiously. "I am a careful parent, Mr. Balfour; but, I thank God, a patient and deleeberate man.
"Why, sir," says he, "I think I need scarce describe them to a gentleman of your condition; either that I should cut your throat or that you should marry my daughter." "You are pleased to be quite plain at last," said I. "And I believe I have been plain from the beginning!" cries he robustiously. "I am a careful parent, Mr. Balfour; but I thank God, a patient and deleeberate man.
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