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A' peetied him wi' Tammas lookin' at him sae wistfully, as if he hed the keys o' life an' deith in his hands. But he wes honest, and wudna hold oot a false houp tae deceive a sore hert or win escape for himsel'." "Ye needna plead wi' me, Tammas, to dae the best a' can for yir wife.
Haud yer han's and yer een aff o' them, as I tellt ye afore. Ay, ay, ye can luik at thae screeds gin ye like. Only dinna say a word to me aboot ony o' them. And tak' warnin' by them yersel, never to write ae word o' poetry, to haud ye frae rivin'." "Sma' fear o' that!" returned Alec, laughing. "Weel, I houp sae. Ye can mak a kirk an' a mill o' them, gin ye like. They hae lain there lang eneuch.
"I houp, sir," said the latter, "it'll be nae sort o' a celestial Mistress Catanach 'at 'll be waiting for me o' the ither side; nor yet for my puir daddy, wha cud ill bide bein' wamled aboot upo' her knee." Mr Graham laughed outright. "If there be one to act the nurse," he answered, "I presume there will be one to take the mother's part too."
Here her voice failed her. And Robert had nothing to say now. He had said all his say before. 'Pray, Robert, pray for yer father, laddie, she resumed; 'for we hae muckle rizzon to be anxious aboot 'im. Pray while there's life an' houp. Gie the Lord no rist. Pray till 'im day an' nicht, as I du, that he wad lead 'im to see the error o' his ways, an' turn to the Lord, wha's ready to pardon.
It wasn't so long ago that we were working for three sous a line." And while I luxuriated under a blossoming Judas-tree which I saw in the garden, Miraz, at ease in his home, had slipped into his working-vest, put on his slippers, and, lying on his sofa, caught little Helen in his arms to toss her in the air "Houp la! Houp la!"
Ye see, sir, I want ye to put yersels i' the han's o' a man that kens ye baith, and the half o' yer story a'ready ane, that is, wha'll jeedge ye truly and mercifully, and no condemn ye affhan'. Syne tak his advice what ye oucht to dee neist." "I will and thank you, Mr. MacLear! Ae thing only I houp that naither you, sir, nor he will ever seek to pursuaud me to gang on preachin.
Houp for mysel', for my father, for a'body, is what's savin' me, an' garrin' me work. An' gin ye tell me that I'm no workin' wi' God, that God's no the best an' the greatest worker aboon a', ye tak the verra hert oot o' my breist, and I dinna believe in God nae mair, an' my han's drap doon by my sides, an' my legs winna gang.
"Ye are guid, Cosmo, efter the w'y I behaved to ye last nicht," she answered, with a tremble in her voice. "Dinna think o' 't nae mair, Aggie. To me it is as gien it had never been. My hert's the same to ye as afore an' justly. I believe I un'erstan' ye whiles 'maist as weel as ye du yersel'." "I houp whiles ye un'erstan' me better," answered Aggie.
Blue Peter at once obeyed the summons. "There's naething wrang, I houp, Ma'colm?" he said, as he closed the door behind him. "Maister Graham wad say," returned Malcolm, "naething ever was wrang but what ye did wrang yersel', or wadna pit richt whan ye had a chance. I ha'e him nae mair to gang till, Joseph, an' sae I'm come to you.
'I hae little fear, pursued Kirsty, 'but we'll get her frae the drink a'thegither, and the houp is we may get something better putten intil her. Bein fou whiles, isna the main difficulty. But I beg yer pardon, Francie! I maunna forget 'at she's your mother! 'Gien ye wud but tak her and me thegither, Kirsty, it wud be a gran' thing for baith o' 's!
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