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Updated: June 3, 2025
He appeared to be totally forgotten; voices whispered on the staircase, people passed hurriedly through the sitting-room, but none asked him if he wanted anything: no one even noticed him, and when the landlady lighted the gas she uttered a cry of astonishment, as if she had discovered an intruder in the room. 'Oh, lawks! Mr. Lennox, we'd forgotten all about you, and you sittin' there so quiet.
Pratt, his condition is precarious, and as he has been thrown on your hands, do not treat him shabbily " "You ken bet I'll not," said the matronly female, who stood half hidden in the humble doorway, from which Dr. Belford had just made his exit. "Lawks, doctor dear, I'll have an eye to him, jest as if he was my very own.
Two hundred there were, and all in bank notes: but only one hundred belonged to him and I only found that out the other day, when he heard that Mr Rogers had put it into the Saltypool, and there was a row. As for the other Lawks, you don't tell me 'twas yours!" exclaimed Fancy, catching at the sudden surmise written on Cai's face. "Why not? . . . If he treated 'Bias that way?
Now I'm quite at home, for I've plenty of courage except about death, and I'm worse about death than I was when I was a simple body with a gawk's "lawks!" in her round eyes and mouth for an egg. I wonder why that is? But isn't death horrible? And skeletons! The duchess shuddered. 'It depends upon the skeleton, said Beau Beamish, who had joined the conversation.
"All the better for us," returned Caley. "Her room ain't ready for her. But I didn't know you lodged with Mrs Merton, MacPhail," she said, with a look at the luggage he had placed on the floor. "Lawks, miss!" cried the good woman, "wherever should we put him up, as has but the next room?" "You'll have to find that out, mother," said Merton. "Sure you've got enough to shake down for him!
There the red-haired woman again began a quarrel with a woman from another cell. "Is it the solitary cell you want?" shouted an old jailer, slapping the red-haired woman on her bare, fat back, so that it sounded through the corridor. "You be quiet." "Lawks! the old one's playful," said the woman, taking his action for a caress. "Now, then, be quick; get ready for the mass."
It was, "Lawks, Master Bob! what be this now?" throughout the terrible interval that elapsed between the fading of the twilight on the one day and sunrise on the next. "Lor', what's that?" And, that next day!
"Have you seen the stranger?" asked she in her piping voice, seating herself stiffly. "Yes," replied Margary's mother. "He hath supped with us." The oldest woman twinkled her eyes behind her iron-bowed spectacles. "Lawks!" said she. But she did not wish to appear surprised, so she went on to say she had met him on the way, and knew who he was.
Presently the cowboy came whistling up the little garden, bright with crocuses and tulips, that lay in front of the house, and knocked at the front door. "Lawks!" said the stout girl, in accents of deep surprise, as she drew her head in from the open lattice; "Jim's got a letter." "Perhaps it is for me," suggested Hilda, a little nervously; she had grown nervous about the post of late.
"Lawks!" said a woman, as they went by, "ain't she just a beauty. What a pretty wedding they'd make!" On the communion-table of the pretty little church there was spread the "fair white cloth" of the rubric. It was the day for the monthly celebration of the Sacrament, that met the religious requirements of the village.
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