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John, moving gracious and strong, clothed in worship and the dignity which is its own defence, appeared beside that of Jessie Hewson, her bowed head shaken with sobs, and her weak limbs urged to ungraceful flight. As if walking in the vision of an eternal truth, he went straight to Captain Forsyth's door. 'I want to speak to Miss St. John, Isie, said Robert. 'She'll be doon in a minit.

Mrs Mair only, who was walking with a friend, gave him a kind nod. Blue Peter, who followed at a little distance, turned and walked back with him. "I'm exerceesed i' my min'," he said, as soon as they were clear of the stragglers, "aboot the turn things hae taen, doon by at the Barn." "They tell me there's some gey queer customers taen to haudin' furth," returned Malcolm.

Dixon and his wife whispered excitedly together; after which Dixon led the way through the corridor into the entrance hall which was equally encumbered and so to a door on the right. "Yo' can bring him in there," he said sulkily to Undershaw. "There's mebbe a bed upstairs we can bring doon."

"Hallo! Jock Mitchell, is that you? Come doon here directly, I want to speak t'ye." The old man, being stone deaf, and having his back to the road, was not aware of the presence of the dragoons, and of course took no notice of the summons. "D'ye hear!" shouted the Sergeant savagely, for he was ignorant of the old man's condition. Still Mitchell did not move.

There was a pause, after which he said, trembling: 'Shall I get yo summat, Hannah? A hoarse voice came out of the dark: 'Ha doon wi yo! Yo ha been leein to me. Yo wor seen at t' station. Reuben sat down. 'Hannah, he said, 'yo mun just listen to me.

Byron, Wordsworth, Scott, Coleridge, Keats, Moore, Hallam, Maria Edgeworth, and Miss Austen were made available to American readers in this way. In any parlour a young woman would be found who could sing Bonnie Doon or recite from The Lady of the Lake. A review of Don Juan appeared in a magazine published in central Kentucky within six weeks after it was first printed in England.

Miss Bathgate protested that she knew no songs, and had no voice, but under persuasion she broke into a ditty, a sort of recitative: "Gang further up the toon, Geordie Broon, Geordie Broon, Gang further up the toon, Geordie Broon: Gang further up the toon Till ye's spent yer hale hauf-croon, And then come singin' doon, Geordie Broon, Geordie Broon."

The laird had removed the pack, and he said nothing more about a rubber. Lady Joan tried to talk, and Cosmo did his best to amuse her. The laird did his endeavour with his lordship, but with small success. And so the morning crept away. It might have been a pleasant one to the rest, but for the caged lord's misery. At last came Grizzie. "Sir, an' my lord," she said, "come ye doon the stair.

Ye'll hae to pay a shullin' or twa to a barber, an' Bobby'll be sae set up there'll be nae leevin' wi' 'im. Sit ye doon an' tell me aboot the collar, man." "I can no' stop now to wag my tongue. Here's the gude-wife. I'll just help her get you awa' to your bed." It was dark when he returned to the gate, and the Castle wore its luminous crown.

Mon! but do ye no fear the rheumatism or the lumbagy wi' floppin' doon on to the cauld stanes wi' yer bare flesh? I was thinking that it was daft ye waur when I see ye the mornin' doon be the port, but it's fule or eediot ye maun be for the like o' thot! Mr.