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Updated: October 10, 2025
I'm doubting he'll kill me, woman, if you dinna gang awa." Poor Babbie put her hand to her heart, but the innocent lad continued mercilessly "If ony shame comes to the minister, his auld mither'll die. How have you sic an ill will at the minister?" Babbie held up her hands like a supplicant. "I'll gie you my rabbit." Micah said, "if you'll gang awa. I've juist the ane."
"How far 'ull it be to t' chapel at Scargill Fell?" "Nine mile. She'll not be for takkin' much notice of her Sunday dooties I'm thinkin'." "An' yo' unnerstan' she'll be juist a yoong thing? An't' baby only juist walkin'." Dixon nodded. Suddenly there was a sound in the corridor a girl's laugh, and a rush of feet.
"Ye're a fule, Quoin," he said, again, "And I'm thinking the Second's juist as saft." He began to descend. "Then there's no one?" I asked. "Na'," he said, briefly. As we reached the deck, the Second Mate ran down off the poop. He came towards us, with an expectant air. "You've got him?" he asked, confidently. "There wasn't anyone," I said. "What!" he nearly shouted.
She doesna need nae teachin'; na, juist gie her a guid look at onything, be it clothes, or furniture, or in the bakin' line, it's all the same to her. She'll mak another exactly like it. Ye canna beat her.
She was alone, too; so Gavin, no to waste time, juist sat doon for politeness' sake, an' syne rises up again; an says he, 'Marget Lownie, I hae a solemn question to speir at ye, namely this. Will you, Marget Lownie, let me, Gavin Birse, aff?" "Mag would start at that?" "Sal, she was braw an' cool.
"She did not," said Sam'l, dropping into a fine mode of speech to add emphasis to his remark. "I'll tell ye what she did," said Pete to the others. "She juist lifted up the litlins, twa at a time, an' flung them into the coffin-beds. Syne she snibbit the doors on them, an' keepit them there till the floor was dry." "Ay, man, did she so?" said Davit, admiringly.
"It gar'd ma very blood rin faster tae the end of ma fingers juist tae look at him," Drumsheugh expatiated afterwards to Hillocks, "for a' saw noo that there was tae be a stand-up fecht atween him an' deith for Saunders, and when a' thocht o' Bell an' her bairns, a' kent wha wud win.
All, except Borkum, which is round, are attenuated strips, slightly crescent-shaped, rarely more than a mile broad, and tapering at the ends; in length averaging about six miles, from Norderney and Juist, which are seven and nine respectively, to little Baltrum, which is only two and a half.
'Aweel, commented Dand to himself, shaking his head the while, as he led the mare to the byre, 'I'm nane so sure but I would ha' juist pit up wi' the hangin'. Then he added aloud, 'The wife will be sair vext when she sees the Scots heifer ye ha' ridden back wi'.
"Preserve ye, man, what's wrang wi' ye? it's a mercy a' keppit ye, or we wud hev hed anither job for Sir George. "Ye're a' richt noo; sit doon on the strae. A'll come back in a whilie, an' ye 'ill see Annie juist for a meenut, but ye maunna say a word." Marget took him in and let him kneel by Annie's bedside.
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