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"The pedlar, your honour means?" retorted Andrew "but ca' him what ye wull, they're a great convenience in a country-side that's scant o' borough-towns like this Northumberland That's no the case, now, in Scotland; there's the kingdom of Fife, frae Culross to the East Nuik, it's just like a great combined city sae mony royal boroughs yoked on end to end, like ropes of ingans, with their hie-streets and their booths, nae doubt, and their kraemes, and houses of stane and lime and fore-stairs Kirkcaldy, the sell o't, is langer than ony town in England."
Francis saw without heeding. His heart was not uplifted. His earthly future, a future of his own imagining, drew him. 'This winna du ony langer, Kirsty! he said at length. 'The accusin angel 'll be upo' me again or I ken! I maunna be idle 'cause I'm happy ance mair thanks to you, Kirsty! Little did I think ever to raise my heid again! But noo I maun be at my wark! I'm fit eneuch!
"Then," said Elspeth, "it shall burden my mind nae langer! When she lived, wha dared to speak what it would hae displeased her to hae had noised abroad? But she's gane and I will confess all."
"No, my lord," answered Miss Horn. "Then what the devil," roared the marquis, "do you mean by coming to me with such a cock and bull story." "There 's naither cock craw nor bill rair intill 't my lord. There 's but ane kens a' the truth o' 't, an' she 's the awfu'es leear oot o' purgatory no 'at I believe in purgatory, but it 's the langer an' lichter word to mak' use o'." "Who is she?"
"Ay," said Sanders, reluctantly. "I'm dootin' I'm sair dootin' she's but a flichty, licht-hearted crittur after a'." "I had ay my suspeecions o't," said Sanders. "Ye hae kent her langer than me," said Sam'l. "Yes," said Sanders, "but there's nae gettin' at the heart o' women. Man, Sam'l, they're desperate cunnin'." "I'm dootin't; I'm sair dootin't."
All that were about the door then spoke to her, but she heard us not. At last she gave a deep sigh, and the water coming into her eye, she said, "The worm the worm is my bonny bridegroom, and Jenny with the many-feet my bridal maid. The mill-dam water's the wine o' the wedding, and the clay and the clod shall be my bedding. A lang night is meet for a bridal, but none shall be langer than mine."
Aweel, his widow come her ways back to Scotland, as I had the honor to tell your leddyship, and made her appeal to his lairdship the airl for dower. But your leddyship may weel ken that me laird would ha'e naething to say till her. Will I bathe your leddyship's head ony langer?" "Yes, please, and go on with what you are telling me."
Schlegel felt this as deeply as poor Coleridge "to live by literature," says he, in one of those letters to Rahel from which we have just quoted "is to me je länger je unerträglicher the longer I try it the more intolerable." Meanwhile, in the year 1805, he had returned from France to his own Germany alas, then about to be one Germany no more!
"In guid troth na," replied Christy, to whom the cross afforded some confidence. "It's a' out, man it's owre the hail town. There's nae use in concealin't langer. Just put a spunk to the neck o't and set aff. Ave Maria! help Christy Lowry in this her trial and temptation?"
We're a' here by grace and no by merit, save his, as ye a' ken better nor I can tell ye, for ye hae been langer here nor me. But it's jist ruggin' an' rivin' at my hert to think o' them 'at's doon there. Maybe ye can hear them. I canna. Noo, we hae nae merit, an' they hae nae merit, an' what for are we here and them there?
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