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He knocked at the ha' door just as he was wont, and his auld acquaintance, Dougal MacCallum just after his wont, too came to open the door, and said, "Piper Steenie, are ye there lad? Sir Robert has been crying for you." My gudesire was like a man in a dream he looked for the stranger, but he was gane for the time. At last he just tried to say, "Ha! Dougal Driveower, are you living?
'Well, you dyvour bankrupt, was the first word, 'have you brought me my rent? 'No, answered my gudesire, 'I have not; but I have brought your honour Sir Robert's receipt for it. 'Wow, sirrah? Sir Robert's receipt! You told me he had not given you one. 'Will your honour please to see if that bit line is right?
Now you are to ken that my gudesire lived on Redgauntlet's grund they ca' the place Primrose Knowe. We had lived on the grund, and under the Redgauntlets, since the riding days, and lang before. It was a pleasant bit; and I think the air is callerer and fresher there than onywhere else in the country.
"Well then, the thing that was so like him," said my gudesire; "he spoke of my coming back to see him this time twelvemonth, and it's a weight on my conscience." "Aweel then," said Sir John, "if you be so much distressed in mind, you may speak to our minister of the parish; he is a douce man, regards the honour of our family, and the mair that he may look for some patronage from me."
My gudesire was, by this time, far beyond the bounds of patience, and, while he and Laurie were at deil speed the liars, he was wanchancie aneugh to abuse Lapraik's doctrine as weel as the man, ond said things that garr'd folks' flesh grue that heard them; he wasna just himsell, and he had lived wi' a wild set in his day.
Weel, away came my gudesire, wi' his finger in his mouth, and his best hope was that Dougal had seen the money-bag, and heard the laird speak of writing the receipt. The young laird, now Sir John, came from Edinburgh, to see things put to rights. Sir John and his father never gree'd weel.
At last they parted, and my gudesire was to ride hame through the wood of Pitmurkie, that is a' fou of black firs, as they say. I ken the wood, but the firs may be black or white for what I can tell.
Aweel, the cause was to come on before the fifteen in presence, as they ca't and auld Rab Tull, the town-clerk, he cam ower to make a last search for the paper that was wanting, before our gudesire gaed into Edinburgh to look after his plea so there was little time to come and gang on.
He was a professor in the Revolution warld, but he liked an orra sough of the warld, and a tune on the pipes weel aneugh at a by-time; and, bune a', he thought he had gude security for the siller he len my gudesire ower the stocking at Primrose Knowe. Away trots my gudesire to Redgauntlet Castle wi' a heavy purse and a light heart, glad to be out of the laird's danger.
'But his spunk's soon out of him, I think, continued the stranger, 'and that is like mony a man's courage, that thinks he wad do great things till he come to the proof. My gudesire scarce listened to this, but spurred his horse, with 'Gude e'en to you, freend.
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