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'Gin he had but the grace o' God, there wadna be muckle to compleen o', acquiesced his grandmother. 'There's time eneuch for that, Mrs. Faukner. Ye canna get auld heids upo' young shoothers, ye ken. ''Deed for that maitter, ye may get mony an auld heid upo' auld shoothers, and nae a spark o' grace in 't to lat it see hoo to lay itsel' doon i' the grave. Robert returned before Mr.
The de'il brocht them in ae day in a lang taings; and says he, "Elshender, men' thae shune for puir Robby Faukner; an' dooble-sole them for the life o' ye; for that auld luckie-minnie o' his 'ill sune hae him doon oor gait, and the grun' 's het i' the noo; an' I dinna want to be ower sair upon him, for he's a fine chield, an' 'll mak a fine fiddler gin he live lang eneuch." Mrs.
As he walked through the Gallowgate, an ancient narrow street, full of low courts, some one touched him upon the arm. He looked round. It was a young woman. He turned again to walk on. 'Mr Faukner, she said, in a trembling voice, which Robert thought he had heard before. He stopped. 'I don't know you, he said. 'I can't see your face. Tell me who you are.
'Weel, I hae aften wonnert what gart ye burden yersel' wi' that Shargar, as I understan' they ca' him, said Mr. Lammie. 'Jist naething but a bit o' greed, returned the old lady, with the nearest approach to a smile that had shown itself upon her face since Mr. Lammie's last visit. 'I dinna understan' that, Mistress Faukner, said Miss Lammie.
Ye hear what Maister Faukner says. Ye dinna think a thing's clean useless 'cause there may be a spot upo' 't? she added, wiping her eyes with her apron. 'A spot upo' 't? cried John, starting to his feet. 'What ca' ye a spot? Wuman, dinna drive me mad to hear ye lichtlie the glory o' virginity.
'Yer father 'ill hae ta'en ye up, I'm thinkin', laddie? she said, turning to her son. 'No, answered Shargar, gloomily. 'There's the man that took me up. 'An' wha may ye be? she asked, turning to Falconer. 'Mr. Falconer, said Shargar. 'No a son o' Anerew Faukner? she asked again, with evident interest. 'The same, answered Robert.
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