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He added, however, a little sulkily, "I was laad for slander once: scalded dog fears lue-warm water." "Oh," said one, "I don't believe him. He puts a good face on it but his nine hundred is gone along with ourn." "'Taiu't gone far, then." With this he put his hand in his pocket, and, after some delay, pulled out a nice new crisp note and held it up. "What is that? I ask the company."
I was laad once for slander, and cost me thirty pounds: nearly killed my missus it did." "Man!" cried Dodd, "for my children's sake tell me if you know anything amiss. After all, I'm like a stranger here; more than two years away at a time." "I'll tell you all I know," whispered Maxley, "'tis the least I can do. "Oh, bother all that now," said Dodd impatiently.
"Weel," she replied at length, with no little honesty, " I mayna be sae ill 's he thinks me, for he had aye his puir father afore 's e'en; but the bairn's richt i' the main, an' we maun luik till't, an' see what can be dune; for eh! I wad be laith to disappint the bonnie laad!
There's them as says 'e is, an' there's them as says 'e was cut down after Gordon. But it's only Gawd-forsaken Arabs as says it, an' they'll lie wichever way you want 'em." "Aye, laad, but what be great foolks doin' at Cairo? They be sendin' goold for Slatin an' Ohrwalder by sooch-like heathen as lie to you.
It was Alfred Hardie, who had stolen on him like a cat. "I'm laad," thought Maxley. "Maxley, old fellow," said Alfred, in a voice as coaxing as a woman's, "are you in a good humour?" "Well, Master, Halfred, sight of you mostly puts me in one, especially after that there strychnine job."
"There ye are at yer English again! an' misgugglin' Scriptur' wi' 't an' a' this upo' Setterday nicht maist the Sawbath day! Weel, I ha'e aye h'ard 'at Lon'on was an awfu' place, but I little thoucht the verra air o' 't wad sae sune turn an honest laad like Ma'colm MacPhail intill a scoffer. But maybe it's the markis o' 'im, an' no the muckle toon 'at's made the differ.
Plainly she was not like any of the women whose characters the marquis had accepted as typical of womankind. "Then you won't leave the matter to her husband and son?" he said reproachfully. "I tellt ye, my lord, I wad du naething but what I saw to be richt. Lat this affair oot o' my han's I daurna. That laad ye micht work to onything 'at made agane himsel'. He's jist like his puir mither there."
When he had come so close that I could hardly escape him, he roared out: 'Is't you 'at's the laad Colonel H. 'at's been runnan' awa'? 'No, said I, 'I am not. "The man continued to eye me rather suspiciously, and then went slowly away. I suppose he hoped to be rewarded for me. I have told you that I got rain.
If Macnamara be alive, what be Macnamara doin'? An' what be Wingate an' Kitchener an' great foolks at Cairo doin'?" "They're sayin', 'Macnamara, 'oos 'e? 'E ain't no class. 'Oo wants Macnamara!" Holgate raised himself on his elbow, a look of interest in his face, which he tried to disguise. "See, laad," he said, "why does tha not send messenger thaself a troosty messenger?"
Plainly she was not like any of the women whose characters the marquis had accepted as typical of womankind. "Then you won't leave the matter to her husband and son," he said reproachfully. "I tellt ye, my lord, I wad du naething but what I saw to be richt. Lat this affair oot o' my han's I daurna. That laad ye micht work to onything 'at made agane himsel'. He 's jist like his puir mither there."
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