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Ye may gang down yoursell, and look into our kitchen the cookmaid in the trembling exies the gude vivers lying a' about beef, capons, and white broth florentine and flams bacon wi' reverence and a' the sweet confections and whim-whams ye'll see them a', my leddy that is," said he, correcting himself, "ye'll no see ony of them now, for the cook has soopit them up, as was weel her part; but ye'll see the white broth where it was spilt.
And there's the distress of thae Mucklebackits we canna get a fin o' fish and we hae nae time to send ower to Fairport for beef, and the mutton's but new killed and that silly fliskmahoy, Jenny Rintherout, has taen the exies, and done naething but laugh and greet, the skirl at the tail o' the guffaw, for twa days successfully and now we maun ask that strange man, that's as grand and as grave as the Yerl himsell, to stand at the sideboard! and I canna gang into the kitchen to direct onything, for he's hovering there, making some pousowdie* for my Lord, for he doesna eat like ither folk neither And how to sort the strange servant man at dinner time I am sure, Mr.
And there's the distress of thae Mucklebackits we canna get a fin o' fish and we hae nae time to send ower to Fairport for beef, and the mutton's but new killed and that silly fliskmahoy, Jenny Rintherout, has taen the exies, and done naething but laugh and greet, the skirl at the tail o' the guffaw, for twa days successfully and now we maun ask that strange man, that's as grand and as grave as the Yerl himsell, to stand at the sideboard! and I canna gang into the kitchen to direct onything, for he's hovering there, making some pousowdie* for my Lord, for he doesna eat like ither folk neither And how to sort the strange servant man at dinner time I am sure, Mr.
I did, however, correct five revised sheets and one proof, which took me up so much of the day that I had but one turn through the courtyard. Owing to this I had some of my flutterings, my trembling exies, as the old people called the ague. Wrote a great many letters but no "copy." April 13.
Buckingham shrugged his shoulders, but the motion was so slight as to be almost imperceptible. "Weel, my lords, ye ken the fray at the hunting this morning I shall not get out of the trembling exies until I have a sound night's sleep- -just after that, they bring ye in a pretty page that had been found in the Park.
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