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But seein' he 's naither i' the image o' her 'at bore 'im nor him 'at got 'im, but beirs on 's back, for ever in her sicht, the sin 'at was the gettin' o' 'in, he's a' hump to her, an' her hert's aye howkin a grave for 'im to lay 'im oot o' sicht intill she bore 'im, an' she wad beery 'im.
A wuman's hert's that saft, whiles,'at she'll jist tak 'im, no to be sair upon 'im. I wadna warran' ony lass! Gien the fallow cairry a fair face, she'll sweir her conscience doon he maun hae a guid hert." Thus Grizzie turned the tables upon Cosmo, and sheltered herself behind them. Scarcely a word did he speak the rest of the morning.
I ken ye care for noucht else! Eh, but my hert's glaid! that glaid, I 'maist canna speyk!" That man ever after spoke of the soutar with a respect that resembled awe. After that talk with her father about the child and his mother, a certain silent change appeared in Maggie. People saw in her face an expression which they took to resemble that of one whose child was ill, and was expected to die.
She something favours her." "Eh, sir, fess her to me! My hert's waitin for her! Her mither maunna lowse her! She couldna stan' that!" "She has nae mither, puir thing! But ye maun dee naething in a hurry; I maun tell ye aboot her first!" "I'm content 'at she's a frien o' yours, sir.
Puir man, he has mibby mair than me to thole; but I wudda gien a five-pound note 'at I hadna left my ain hoose this nicht. I'll awa' to my bed, for my hert's perfeckly i' my moo. Eh, sirce me, what a nicht we had on Setarday mornin'! O, haud your tongue! Though I should live lang eneuch to bury Sandy Bowden, an' hae a golden weddin' wi' my second man, I'll never forget it.
I luikit till him to save the fisher fowk, an' no to the Lord; an' the tooer o' Siloam 's fa'en upo' my heid: what does he, the first thing, but turn his ain auld freen's oot o' the sma beild they had! That his father nor his gran'father, 'at was naither o' them God fearin' men, wad never hae put their han' till. Eh, wuman! but my hert's sair 'ithin me.
And I'm jist conscience-stricken to think 'at a' my life lang I hae been ready to murn ower the sorrow i' my hert, never thinkin o' the glaidness i' God's! What call hed I to greit ower Steenie, whan God maun hae been aye sair pleased wi' him! What sense is there in lamentation sae lang's God's eident settin richt a'! His hert's the safity o' oors.
A prayer i' the hert 's sure to fin' the ro'd oot. The hert's the last place 'at can haud ane in. She turned and left him. Comforted by her words, he followed her back into the kitchen, and sat down beside her. "Gibbie 'ill be here mayhap whan least ye luik for him," said Janet. Neither of them caught the wild eager gleam that lighted the face of the strange woman at those last words of Janet.
Cosmo, the han' o' man's been that heavy upo' me 'at coo efter coo's gane frae me, an' the last o' them, bonny Yally, left only thestreen. Ye'll hae to drink cauld watter, my bairn!" Again the old man's heart overcame him; his head sank, and he murmured, "Lord, I haena a drap o' milk to gie my bairn me 'at wad gie 'im my hert's bluid!
But whan I see ye in tribble eh, mony's the time I haud my tongue till my hert's that grit it's jist swallin' in blobs an' blawin' like the parritch whan its dune makin', afore tak it frae the fire! for I hae naething to say, an' naither coonsel nor help intil me. But last nicht, whan I leukit na for't, there cam a thoucht intil my heid, an' seein' it was a stranger, I bad it walcome.
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