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'Niver mak' ado about t' price, said Molly; 'I'll gi'e thee enough on 't to tie up thy hair, just like Sylvia's. Only thou hastn't such wealth o' curls as she has; it'll niver look t' same i' thy straight locks. And who might it be as give it thee, Sylvia? asked the unscrupulous, if good-natured Molly. 'My cousin Philip, him as is shopman at Foster's, said Sylvia, innocently.

"An' what did ye do wi' the tawse, son?" she enquired, her dark eyes showing pride in the revolt of her laddie. She was proud to know that he had sufficient character to stand up to a bully, even though he were a headmaster. "I buried them in the muir," he replied simply, "but I dinna' want to tell naebody where they are. I'll never gi'e them back."

"I want a draw at thy fag," she cried, snatching for the cigarette between his lips. He was sitting with his shoulder touching her. She was small and quick as lightning. He just escaped. "I'll gi'e thee a smoke kiss," he said. "Tha'rt a knivey nuisance, Arty Morel," she said, sitting back. "Ha'e a smoke kiss?" The soldier leaned forward to her, smiling. His face was near hers.

"It's agin the law, ye ken, to use force." "I wadna' gi'e a damn," said Peter Pegg, his big eye making frantic efforts to wink. "I wad see that they blacklegged nae mair." "Sae wad I," promptly exclaimed half a dozen of the younger men. "We maun see that they don't do it ony mair." "Ay, an' I hope we'll mak' sure work that they sleep in for twa-three mornin's."

He miscalculated his distance, and landed on Isaiah's portly waistcoat with such force that the milder brother grunted aloud, and, arising, demanded with indignation to know why he was thus assaulted. For a mere second Sennacherib was disconcerted, but recovering himself, he drew Isaiah on one side and whispered in his ear, "I on'y meant to gi'e thee a nudge, lad.

"First man I see go to load a gun, I'll gi'e 'un the bullet to do it with," said Tom; for you see it was him and no other, looking quietly round upon all of them.

"Now then, Smiler, come on!" shouted one of the men with the engine, still hidden, but close at hand. "Hi! Joey," shouted Smiler. "What's the matter? found a hop-dog?" "Nay! Here's a tipsy swaddy lying dead asleep; shall I gi'e him a bucket o' hop-wash?" "Gahn! Bring that stuff." "But I tell ye he's tipsy, boy. Come, all on yer, and see!"

'How delightful! Anything else in the way of charms? 'Christina, gi'e me a chance, an' I'll tell ye a' aboot it. 'Not another word! How long have you enjoyed the young lady's acquaintance? 'Only a couple o' evenin's, but 'Case of love at first sight, I suppose! He flared up. 'If ye hadna left me I wud never ha'e met her. If ye had wrote me a dacent letter

"I'll GI'E him 'go out'!" he shouted like an insane thing. "What!" cried Mrs. Morel, panting with rage. "You shall not touch him for HER telling, you shall not!" "Shonna I?" shouted Morel. "Shonna I?" And, glaring at the boy, he ran forward. Mrs. Morel sprang in between them, with her fist lifted. "Don't you DARE!" she cried. "What!" he shouted, baffled for the moment. "What!"

A man might make honestly, and wi' a clear conscience, twenty sterling pounds per annum, weel counted siller, o' the garden at Osbaldistone Hall, and I wasna likely to gi'e up a' that for a guinea, I trow I reckoned on staying wi' your honour to the term's end at the least o't; and I account my wage, board-wage, fee and bountith, ay, to that length o't at the least."

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