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"Maister Tammy," I cried, "what for wad ye skail a dacent tinkler lad intil a cauld sea? I'll gie ye your kail through the reek for this ploy the next time I forgaither wi' ye on the tap o' Caerdon." 'Tommy spotted me in a second.
He tied a long hemp rope brought from Scotland around Jack's neck, and Tom and Jerry seemed to have all they could do to pull him out. After which I got a solemn scolding for asking the "puir beast to jump intil sic a saft bottomless place."
Wudna it be a' for yersel? Is there naething gien intil yer ban' to du naething nearer hame nor that? Surely o' twa things, are near and are far, the near comes first! 'I dinna ken. I thoucht ye wantit me to gang! 'Ay, raither nor bide at hame duin naething; but michtna there be something better to du? 'I dinna ken. I thoucht to please ye, Kirsty, but it seems naething wull!
"Eh, soutar, but ye ir a man by Providence sair oppressed!" she cried. "Wha think ye's been i' the faut here?" The wrath of the soutar sprang up flaming. "Gang oot o' my hoose, ye ill-thouchtit wuman!" he shouted. "Gang oot o' 't this verra meenit and comena intil 't again 'cep it be to beg my pardon and that o' this gude wuman and my bonny lass here! The Lord God bless her frae ill tongues!
I hae made a fire 'at's baith big an' bricht, an' fit to ro'st Belzebub an' I beg your pardon, laird but it's some days I micht say ooks sin' there was a fire intil 't, an' the place needs time to tak the heat intil its auld neuks." She might have said years not a few, instead of some weeks, but her truthfulness did not drive her so far.
Bide till we're oot o' 't: I hae near dune. Syne we'll steek the door, an' lat the fire work. It'll hae eneuch adu afore it mak the place warm; the cauld intil this room's no a coamon ane. There's something by ord'nar intil 't." Cosmo could no longer endure having the great, old, hearse-like bed between him and Aggie.
I ken a' the w'ys o' the place, and that they'll lea' me plenty o' time for the bairnie: ye maun jist lat me step again intil my ain auld place! and gien onybody comes, it winna tak me a minute to mak mysel tidy as becomes the minister's wife! Only he says that's to be a' ower noo, and there'll be no need!" With that she broke into a little song, and went on with her work, singing.
It's no guid o' ye, Aggie! There maun be temper intil 't! I'm sure I ken no cause ever I gae ye." Aggie said not a word; she had said all she could say, over and over; so now she pared her potatoes, and was silent. Her heart was sore, but her mind was clear, and her will strong. Up and down the little garden Cosmo walked, revolving many things.
"How my brain throbs!" he said; "surely you said the throbbing brain was a sign, mother; and my brain does throb." "Tut, tut! it's nobbut some maggot thou's gitten intil it." "My pulse, too, it gallops, mother. You said the galloping pulse was a sign. Don't say you did not. I'm sure of it, I'm sure of it; and my pulse gallops.
Aften hae I h'ard auld Grannie say as muckle, an' she kens mair aboot that portion o' oor history nor ony ither, for, ye see, I cam raither late intil the faimily mysel'. Sae, as I say, it wad be but fair the auld captain sud contreebit something to the needcessities o' the hoose, war it his to withhaud, which I mainteen it is not." "Weel rizzont, Grizzie!" cried the laird.
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