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An' they warnt me, lang as it was sin' I left it, no to lat 'im ken I cam frae yon pairt o' the country, or he wad be rid o' me in a jiffey, ae w'y or anither. Ay, it was a gran' name that o' Warlock i' thae pairts! though they tell me it gangs na for sae muckle noo. I hae h'ard said,'at ever sin' the auld lord here made awa' wi' the laird o' Glen warlock, the faimily there never had ony luck.
Aften hae I h'ard auld Grannie say as muckle, an' she kens mair aboot that portion o' oor history nor ony ither, for, ye see, I cam raither late intil the faimily mysel'. Sae, as I say, it wad be but fair the auld captain sud contreebit something to the needcessities o' the hoose, war it his to withhaud, which I mainteen it is not." "Weel rizzont, Grizzie!" cried the laird.
But I hae here i' my pooch a bit silly playock,'at's been i' the hoose this mony a lang; an' jist this last nicht it was pitten intil my heid there micht be some guid intl the chattel, seein' i' the tradition o' the faimily it's aye been hauden for siller.
But I wad like sair to ken wha sent hame the word o' 't." "I'm thinking it's been young Bruce." "The Lord be praised for a lee!" exclaimed Mrs Constable. "Haena I tell't ye afore noo, sae that it's no upmak to pick the lock o' the occasion, Anerew, that Rob Bruce has a spite at that faimily for takin' sic a heap o' notice o' Annie Annerson.
'Weel, they're a fine faimily, the Miss Napers. And, I wat, sin' they maun sell drink, they du 't wi' discretion. That's weel kent. Possibly Mr. Lammie, remembering what then occurred, may have thought the discretion a little in excess of the drink, but he had other matters to occupy him now. For a few moments both were silent. 'There's been some ill news, they tell me, Mrs.
There's nae gospel for no giein' fowk their ain. I'm nae a missionar noo. I dinna haud wi' sic things. I canna beggar my faimily to haud up her muckle hoose. She maun pay me, or I'll tak' it." "Gin ye do, Mr Bruce, ye s' no hae my siller ae minute efter the time's up; and I'm sorry ye hae't till than." "That's neither here nor there. Ye wad be wantin' 't or that time ony hoo."
"It's no mainner o' use mentionin' 't," replied Janet; "for, as ye ken, I'm un'er authority, an' yersel' h'ard my man tell me to tak unco percaution no to lat ye gang; for verily, Angus, ye hae conduckit yersel' this day more like ane possessed wi' a legion, than the douce faimily man 'at ye're supposit by the laird, yer maister, to be."
"I'm no' free to tak' your money, if I'm no' free to let ye the last rooms left in the hoose. The Craig Fernie hottle is a faimily hottle and has its ain gude name to keep up. Ye're ower-well-looking, my young leddy, to be traveling alone." The time had been when Anne would have answered sharply enough. The hard necessities of her position made her patient now.
'My mother was a hielan wuman, and hed the second sicht; there was no mainner o' doobt aboot it! remarked David, also thoughtfully. 'And what wad ye draw frae that, father? asked Kirsty. 'Ow, naething verra important, maybe, but just 'at possibly it micht be i' the faimily! 'I wud like to ken yer verra thoucht, father!
As I say, a dochter there was, an' gien a' was surpassin', she was surpassin' a'. The faimily piper, or sennachy, as they ca'd him I wadna wonner, my lord, gien thae gran' pipes yer boonty gae my gran'father, had been his! he said in ane o' his sangs, 'at the sun blinkit whanever she shawed hersel' at the hoose door.
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