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He looked behind, and saw the Laird of Dumbiedikes making after him with what speed he might, for it happened, fortunately for the Laird's purpose of conversing with Butler, that his own road homeward was for about two hundred yards the same with that which led by the nearest way to the city.
Leonard's were held in high regard, filled the house with lamentation. Even Dumbiedikes was moved from his wonted apathy, and, groping for his purse as he spoke, ejaculated, "Jeanie, woman! Jeanie, woman! dinna greet it's sad wark, but siller will help it;" and he drew out his purse as he spoke.
"But, Laird," said Jeanie, who felt the necessity of being explicit with so extraordinary a lover, "I like another man better than you, and I canna marry ye." "Another man better than me, Jeanie!" said Dumbiedikes; "how is that possible? It's no possible, woman ye hae ken'd me sae lang." "Ay but, Laird," said Jeanie, with persevering simplicity, "I hae ken'd him langer." "Langer!
"I wad gang too," said the landed proprietor, in an anxious, jealous, and repining tone, "but my powny winna for the life o' me gang ony other road than just frae Dumbiedikes to this house-end, and sae straight back again." "Yell do better for them," said Saddletree, as they left the house together, "by sending me the thretty punds."
But Jeanie held fast her integrity, though beset with temptations, which perhaps the Laird of Dumbiedikes did not greatly err in supposing were those most affecting to her sex. "It canna be, Laird I have said it and I canna break my word till him, if ye wad gie me the haill barony of Dalkeith, and Lugton into the bargain."
"I was wanting to say to ye, Laird," said Jeanie, who felt the necessity of entering upon her business, "that I was gaun a lang journey, outby of my father's knowledge." "Outby his knowledge, Jeanie! Is that right? Ye maun think ot again it's no right," said Dumbiedikes, with a countenance of great concern.
I am ashamed to say, that the sight of a lover, ran away with in nightgown and slippers and a laced hat, by a bare-backed Highland pony, had something in it of a sedative, even to a grateful and deserved burst of affectionate esteem. The figure of Dumbiedikes was too ludicrous not to confirm Jeanie in the original sentiments she entertained towards him.
Reuben Butler!" echoed the Laird of Dumbiedikes, pacing the apartment in high disdain, "Reuben Butler, the dominie at Liberton and a dominie depute too! Reuben, the son of my cottar! Very weel, Jeanie lass, wilfu' woman will hae her way Reuben Butler! he hasna in his pouch the value o' the auld black coat he wears But it disna signify."
Saddletree, who, with the tears on her cheeks, declared, that she could not have had a higher opinion of Effie Deans, nor a more sincere regard for her, if she had been her own daughter. All present gave the honest woman credit for her goodness of heart, excepting her husband, who whispered to Dumbiedikes, "That Nichil Novit of yours is but a raw hand at leading evidence, I'm thinking.
Upon the whole, therefore, he judged it prudent to call at Saint Leonard's just so frequently as old acquaintance and neighbourhood seemed to authorise, and no oftener. There was another person who was more regular in his visits. When Davie Deans intimated to the Laird of Dumbiedikes his purpose of "quitting wi' the land and house at Woodend," the Laird stared and said nothing.
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