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"You, Balderstone!" replied the Master; "you are forgetting yourself, I think." "But I think no," said Balderstone; "for I can just tell ye a' about the castle on this knowe-head as weel as if ye were at it. Only dinna pit yoursell into a kippage, and expose yoursell before the weans, or before the Marquis, when ye gang down-bye."
'I wish to God, he said, 'the old den would tumble down upon the heads of the fools who attack and the knaves who defend it! I see, Waverley, you think I am mad. Leave us, Evan, but be within call. 'The Colonel's in an unco kippage, said Mrs. Flockhart to Evan as he descended; 'I wish he may be weel, the very veins on his brent brow are swelled like whipcord; wad he no tak something?
'I wish to God, he said, 'the old den would tumble down upon the heads of the fools who attack, and the knaves who defend it! I see, Waverley, you think I am mad leave us, Evan, but be within call. 'The Colonel's in an unco kippage, said Mrs. Flockhart to Evan, as he descended; 'I wish he may be weel, the very veins on his brent brow are swelled like whipcord: wad he no tak something?
Shortcake; "his brother neer brought me ony wild-deukes, and this is a douce honest man; we serve the family wi' bread, and he settles wi' huz ilka week only he was in an unco kippage when we sent him a book instead o' the nick-sticks,* whilk, he said, were the true ancient way o' counting between tradesmen and customers; and sae they are, nae doubt." "But look here, lasses," interrupted Mrs.
'I wish to God, he said, 'the old den would tumble down upon the heads of the fools who attack and the knaves who defend it! I see, Waverley, you think I am mad. Leave us, Evan, but be within call. 'The Colonel's in an unco kippage, said Mrs. Flockhart to Evan as he descended; 'I wish he may be weel, the very veins on his brent brow are swelled like whipcord; wad he no tak something?
Shortcake; "his brother neer brought me ony wild-deukes, and this is a douce honest man; we serve the family wi' bread, and he settles wi' huz ilka week only he was in an unco kippage when we sent him a book instead o' the nick-sticks,* whilk, he said, were the true ancient way o' counting between tradesmen and customers; and sae they are, nae doubt." "But look here, lasses," interrupted Mrs.
'I wish to God, he said, 'the old den would tumble down upon the heads of the fools who attack and the knaves who defend it! I see, Waverley, you think I am mad. Leave us, Evan, but be within call. 'The Colonel's in an unco kippage, said Mrs. Flockhart to Evan as he descended; 'I wish he may be weel, the very veins on his brent brow are swelled like whipcord; wad he no tak something?
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