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And if there were twenty thousand eediots like yourself, sorrow a Duncan Jopp would hang the fewer. But there's no splairging possible in a camp; and if you were to go to it, you would find out for yourself whether Lord Well'n'ton approves of caapital punishment or not. You a sodger!" he cried, with a sudden burst of scorn. "Ye auld wife, the sodgers would bray at ye like cuddies!"
If I was his lawyer," said Sutherland, with ineffable scorn, "I wad advise him to erec' an hospital in his lifetime for incurable eediots, an' to gang in himsel' as the first patient. But, come awa wi' yer wull, serjint." "Get ready, then, my lawyer, and see that you put it down all ship-shape, as poor Molloy would have said."
You can splairge here on Edinburgh street, and where's the hairm? It doesna play buff on me! And if there were twenty thousand eediots like yourself, sorrow a Duncan Jopp would hang the fewer. But there's no splairging possible in a camp; and if ye were to go to it, you would find out for yourself whether Lord Well'n'ton approves of caapital punishment or not.
"'This whole business makes metired, though, says Dave, a heap disgustad. If these eediots had let them Injuns alone-, or even if they disdains the ponies when they was brought up, this yere could be fixed easy. But now it's fight or give up the woman, so you go down, as I says, an' arrange for the dance. "Of course thar's no explainin' nothin' to Injuns.
"'Thar's a ugly outcast of a squatter, mattock in hand, comes tumblin' down the hillside from some'ers out back of the shanty where he's been grubbin': ""What be you-all eediots chasin' my dog for?" demands this onkempt party. Then he menaces us with the implement. "'We makes no retort but stands passive.
"If you are honest men," interrupted the Reverend George Lawless, with extreme severity of tone and look, "you have no occasion to hide " "Bub we're not honest men," interrupted Quentin in a spirit of almost hilarious desperation, "we're fannyteeks, rebels, Covenanters, born eediots " "Then," observed Lawless, with increasing austerity, "you richly deserve "
As he's prancin' along at the head of his men where a great commander belongs, he's shore scandalised by hearin' his r'ar gyard firin' on the Yanks. So he rides back, my old pap does, an' he says: "Yere you-all eediots! Whatever do you mean by shootin' at them Yankees? Don't you know it only makes 'em madder?" An' that, concloods Dan, 'is how I feels about spectres.
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