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'I trust it's the glory o' God, laddie. 'I houp that's no a'thegither wantin', grannie. For I love God wi' a' my hert. But I doobt it's aftener the savin' o' my earthly father nor the glory o' my heavenly ane that I'm thinkin' o'. Mrs. Falconer heaved a deep sigh. 'God grant ye success, Robert, she said. 'But that canna be richt. 'What canna be richt?

Believe me, father, gien ye can; though I doobt sair ye winna be able!" "I believe ye, my bairn; and I thank God I hae that muckle pooer o' belief left in me! I confess I was in ower great a hurry, and I'm sure ye war takin the richt gait wi' yer puir mither. Ye see she loed ye sae weel that she could think o' nae thing or body but yersel! That's the w'y o' mithers, Jamie, gien ye only kenned it!

An' for the boat, nae doobt it was makin' free to tak it; but ye ken, sir, 'at hoo he was maister o' the same. It was in his chairge, an' ye ken little aboot boats yersel, or the sailin' o' them, sir." "But it was me that engaged him again, after all the servants at the House had been dismissed: he was my servant."

"There can be little doobt they hae gotten a grip o' 'm at last, puir fallow!" said Joseph. "But whatever 's come till him, we canna sit doon an' ait oor mait ohn kent hoo Phemy 's farin, puir wee lamb! Ye maun jist haud awa' ower to Kirkbyres, Ma'colm, an' get word o' yer mither, an' see gien onything can be made oot o' her." The proposal fell on Malcolm like a great billow.

Whilk o' the bonnie flooers do ye think likest Him, Annie Anderson?" "Eh! I dinna ken, Tibbie. I'm thinkin' they maun be a' like him." "Ay, ay, nae doobt. But some o' them may be liker him nor ithers." "Weel, whilk do ye think likest him, Tibbie?" "I think it maun be the minnonette sae clean and sae fine and sae weel content." "Ay, ye're speiken by the smell, Tibbie. But gin ye saw the rose "

"Gien I hae made a mistak, my leddy, I micht weel mak it, no bein' a gentleman, and no bein' used to the traitment o' ane. But I doobt gien a gentleman wad ha' surmised what ye was efter wi' yer nepkin', gien ye had offert him half a croon first." "Oh, yes, he would perfectly!" said Florimel with an air of offence.

My only houp lies in a doobt a doobt, that is, whether I had ever come til a knowledge o' the trowth or hae yet! Maybe no!" "Laddie, ye're no i' yer richt min'. It's fearsome to hearken til ye!" "It'll be waur to hear me roarin wi' the rich man i' the lowes o' hell!" "Peter! Peter!" cried Marion, driven almost to distraction, "here's yer ain son, puir fallow, blasphemin like ane o' the condemned!

I kenna hoo it may be wi' your fowk, my lord." "Well, even with us it means something. It implies at least that he who uses it would risk his life for her whom he wishes to believe it. But perhaps it may mean more than that in the mouth of a fisherman? Do you fancy there is such a thing as devotion real devotion, I mean self sacrifice, you know?" "I daurna doobt it, my lord."

We'll ken them, I daurna weel doobt, some day! I'm surer aboot that nor aboot kennin the thouchts o' the doggie himsel!" Another Sunday night, having come home through a terrible storm of thunder and lightning, he said to Isy "I hae been feelin, a' the w'y hame, as gien, afore lang, I micht hae to gie a wider testimony.

"He's a man well on to seventy," answered Cosmo, with a pang at the thought. "Ay; that'll be aboot it! There can be no doobt it was his father oor lord killt an' as little 'at efter he did it he gaed doon the braid ro'd to the deevil as fest's ever he cud rin. It was jist like as wi' Judas he maun gang till's ain.

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