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"It'll be Jean come in frae the pump," she reflected, after a moment's pause; but, hearing no footstep along the passage to the kitchen, concluded "It's no her, for she gangs aboot the hoose like the fore half o' a new shod cowt;" and went down the stair to see who might have thus presumed to enter unbidden.
She rose as she spoke, and turned to the gate. "Weel, what luck?" asked Black, grasping both her hands through the bars. "No luck, uncle," answered Jean, whimpering a little in spite of her efforts to keep up. "As we ken naebody o' note here that could help us, I just went straight to the Parliament Hoose an' saw Lauderdale himsel', but he wouldna listen to me. An' what could I say?
"Mair nor that, I'm maybe an unlearned woman, but I've been through the Testaments mair nor yince the New Testament mair nor twice an' I never saw naethin' aboot stools o' repentance in the hoose o' God.
It's "The Wee Hoose Amang the Heather." And every time I appear, I think, there's some one asks for that. Whiles I think I've sung a song sae often everyone must be tired of it. I'm fond o' that wee song masel', and it was aye John's favorite, among all those in my repertory.
The dignity of his English had far more effect on the man than the friendliness of their mother-tongue. "Maybe ye wadna objec' to mak mention by name o' the toon nearest to ye whan ye was at hame?" said the old man, and from his altered manner and tone Cosmo felt he might reply. "It was ca'd Muir o' Warlock," he answered. "Lord, man! come into the hoose.
"Na! ane o' them was inclined to be impident, but the ither, a guid-lookin' young felly, accordin' to Jean, took their pairt an' quarrelled wi' his comrade, sae that they cam to loggerheeds at last, but what was the upshot naebody kens, for the bairns took to their heels an' left them fechtin'." "An' what if they sud fin' yer hoose an' the bairns unproteckit?" asked the shepherd.
"Yonder's ta hoose," said the driver, as the party overtook the coach, and resumed their places the males on the top and the females inside. "Oh, my dear! look! look!" cried Mr Sudberry, leaning over the side of the coach; "there is our house the white house our Highland home!" At this moment a growl of distant thunder was heard. It was followed by a scream from Mrs Sudberry, and a cry of
"Weel, mem, I maun hae the room neist the auld warlock's, ony gait, for in that I'm gauin' to sleep, an' in nae ither in a' this muckle hoose." Mrs Courthope rose, full of uneasiness, and walked up and down the room. "I'm takin' upo' me naething ayont his lordship's ain word," urged Malcolm.
My wife will no agree with that, but it shall stand in spite of her. I'll be maister in my ain book, even if I canna be such in my ain hoose! And when it comes to all this talk of Bolshevism, I'm wondering how the ones that are for it would like it if their principles were really applied consistently to everything? Tak' the theatre, just for an example.
"Come ben the hoose, lassie," he said, and led the way to the parlour, where the red sunset was shining through the low gable window, filling the place with the glamour of departing glory. "Sit ye doon upo the sofa there; ye maun be unco tired! Surely ye haena come a' the lang ro'd frae Tiltowie upo yer ain twa wee feet?"
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