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Wha thought ye wad hae laid that and that thegither? Od, I am clean catch'd now." "By me," said Edie, "and twa o' the brig's men but they didna ken its contents, and thought it some bit smuggling concern o' the Captain's. Now, ye see, if I had said mair or less to Bailie Littlejohn, I behoved till hae come out wi' a' this story; and vexed would Mr.
So he replied a little doggedly: "Spooks does a heap ob quar tings, Miss Edie. I'd tink it was Massa Allen, ony I knows dat he neber hab a hoe in his hand all his life. I doesn't like it. I'd radder hab de weeds." "O Hannibal, Hannibal! I couldn't believe it of you. I'll go and see Malcom, just to satisfy you." Edith took her deed, and went first to Mr. Hard.
Gorst; but I should think better of him if he had only better taste." "You're the first person who ever accused Gorst of bad taste." "Do you call it good taste to live as he does, as I know he does, and you know he does, and yet to come here, and sit with Edie, and behave as if he'd never done anything to be ashamed of? It would be infinitely better taste if he kept away." "Not at all.
"Nay," answered Lord Glenallan, "in the name of Heaven, why was it that you requested so urgently to see me? and why did you back your request by sending a token which you knew well I dared not refuse?" As he spoke thus, he took from his purse the ring which Edie Ochiltree had delivered to him at Glenallan House.
That Edie should lose her dearly-loved brother is terrible enough; but that she should be exposed afterwards to be triumphed over in her most sacred grief by that bad old woman's querulous "I told you so" is simply intolerable! And he paced up and down the room with a boiling heart, unable to keep down his righteous anger.
This argument, in which Edie Ochiltree, notwithstanding his scraps of morality and of divinity, seemed to take, perhaps from old habit, a personal interest, could not be handsomely controverted by Lovel, who was at that moment reaping the benefit of the secret of which the old man appeared to be so jealous.
"Write down," said the Bailie, "that, being acquainted with judicial interrogatories by long practice, and having sustained injury by answering questions put to him on such occasions, the declarant refuses" "Na, na, Bailie," reiterated Edie, "ye are no to come in on me that gait neither."
"Guid sakes!" said the old man. "He'll make a fine practice for himsel', if breaking banes will do it." Cousin Edie laughed at all this, and I laughed because she did; but I was not so sure that it was funny. On the third day afterwards, I was going up Corriemuir by the sheep-track, when who should I see striding down but Jim himself.
And he's getting more and more serious every day." "Oh, Edie, you don't understand. I I've suffered so terribly." "I do understand. I've gone through it every pang of it and it's all come back to me again through your suffering and I know it's been worse for you. I've told him so. It's because I don't want you to suffer more that I'm saying these awful things to you." "Oh! Am I to suffer more?"
"It's two French privateers, Edie," said I, "Chasse-marries, they call them, and yon's one of our merchant ships, and they'll take her as sure as death; for the Major says they've always got heavy guns, and are as full of men as an egg is full of meat. Why doesn't the fool make back for Tweedmouth bar?"
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