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There's aye something luikin' oot o' 't 'at ye canna do as ye like wi'. But my gran'father never saw a face in's life lat alane Glenlyon's 'at's been dirt for sae mony a year. Gien he war luikin' intil the face o' that Glenlyon even, I do believe he wad no more drive his durk intill him." "Drive his dirk into him!" echoed Mrs Courthope, in horror at the very disclaimer.
Anyhow, it was one thing to rush of herself to the verge of her secret, and quite another to be fooled over it. "Is't lang sin' ye lost him?" asked Janet, after a bootless pause. "Ay," she answered, gruffly and discourteously, in a tone intended to quench interrogation. But Janet persisted. "Wad ye ken 'im again gien ye saw 'im?" "Ken 'im? I wad ken 'im gien he had grown a gran'father.
True to her intention, little Martha, although much surprised and charmed and perplexed by all that was going on around her, did not forget to pocket something for gran'father. She was met, however, by an exasperating difficulty at the very outset.
"'Tis a hopeless case, if you ask me." The A.O. announced this with a fine air of resignation. His pay was 2s. 6d. a week, and he never erred on the side of zeal. "Better fit you was lookin' up such cases than idlin' here and wastin' baccy. That's if you ask me," retorted the Elder. "I've a-talked to the maid, an' I've a-talked to her gran'father, till I'm tired," said Hancock, and spat again.
"I hardly like to leave you, gran'father, in such blustery weather," said a little maiden of about ten years of age, with filthy garments and a dirty face, who, if she had been washed and dressed, would have been distinctly pretty, but who, in the circumstances, was rather plain. As she spoke she re-adjusted the garment-screen and removed the snowdrift.
Gien ye say an ill word o' my gran'father, I s' gie your neck a thraw an' that the meenute we 're oot o' 's lordship's presence." "Threits! my lord," said the gatekeeper, appealing. "And well merited," returned his lordship. " Well, then," he went on, again addressing Malcolm, "What have you to say for yourself in regard of stealing my brood pheasants?"
"Ye'll be far hen wi' the markis, nae doobt! An' yon donnert auld deevil ye ca' yer gran'father 'ill be fain eneuch to be drummer, I'll sweir. Care 's my case!" "My leddy, she's ower ill tongued for you to hearken till," said Malcolm, turning to Florimel who stood in the door white and trembling. "Jist gang doon, an' tell my gran'father to sen' the dog up.
Aggie, I'm grouin' auld, an' railly no fit to mak a bed my lane no to mention scoorin' the flure! It's no considerate o' ye, Aggie! jist 'cause yer father hoots, he was but yer gran'father! 's deid o' a guid auld age, an' gaithert til HIS fathers, to gang an' lea' me my lane! Whaur am I to get a body I cud bide to hae i' my sicht, an' you awa' you 'at's been like bane o' my bane to me!
"Darling, I'm glad you've come," said the old man, faintly. "I've been longing so for you. Give me your hand, dear. I'm so cold so cold." He shivered as he spoke until the miserable bed shook. Poor Martha forgot the food in her anxiety, for a striking change had come over gran'father such as she had never seen before. She took his thin hand in hers, and began to weep softly.
I ken no ill to lay till her chairge, but I winna lippen till her. My gran'father an' he's blin', ye ken jist trimles whan she comes near him." The marquis smiled. "What do you suppose she was about?" he asked. "I ken nae mair than the bonnet I flang in her face, my lord; but it could hardly be guid she was efter.
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