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'Hearken to him! said Alice. 'He speaks as if buying o' ready-made shirts were nought to him, and he wi' a good half-dozen as I made mysel'. Eh, lad? but if that's the frame o' mind thou'rt in, Lunnon is like for to be a sore place o' temptation. There's pitfalls for men, and traps for money at ivery turn, as I've heerd say.
Then, suddenly changing his tone, he resolutely said, "Jeanie, I will make ye Lady Dumbiedikes afore the sun sets and ye may ride to Lunnon in your ain coach, if ye like." "Na, Laird," said Jeanie, "that can never be my father's grief my sister's situation the discredit to you"
"Why, then, sir, only I am such a big fool for telling it to you, it's what brought me to Lunnon Bridge was a quare dhrame I had at home in Ireland, that tould me just to come here, and I'd find a pot of goold." For such was the interpretation given by Shamus to the vague admonition of his visionary counsellor.
"No; it was only the toil of making it seemed good. It is worthless." "An' to think how long it took 'e! If you'd awnly put the time into big-fashioned verses full of the high words you've got. But you knaw best. Did 'e hear anything of them rhymes 'bout the auld days you sent to Lunnon?" "They sent them back again. I told you 't was wasting three stamps. It 's not for me, I know it.
"Ah, Master John," said she, clasping his nerveless hand, "well, the fields be pleasant now; I hope you are come to stay a bit? Do; it will freshen you; you lose all the fine colour you had once, in Lunnon town." "I will stay with you, my kind friend," said Burley, with unusual meekness; "I can have the old room, then?" "Oh, yes, come and look at it.
And I've a deal to tell you. 'To be sure to be sure. To think thou's been in Lunnon sin' I saw thee! well to be sure! There's a vast o' coming and going i' this world. Thou'll mind yon specksioneer lad, him as was cousin to t' Corneys Charley Kinraid? Mind him! As if he could forget him. 'Well! he's dead and gone. 'Dead! Who told you? I don't understand, said Philip, in strange bewilderment.
'I s'pose you left without payin' your washin' bill either, didn't you, sower-krowt, demanded Private Robinson. There was no reply from the opposition. 'I expeck you ler' a lot o' little unpaid bills, didn't you? if you was able to find anyone to give you tick. 'I'll pay them when we take London, said the voice. 'That don't give your pore ol' landlady much 'ope, said Robinson. 'Take Lunnon!
"Thank 'Eaven, sir, I got 'ere in time," the butler panted. "If I'd missed you, Prince Victor wouldn't 'ave been in 'arf a wax. 'E told me I must find you to-night if I 'ad to turn all Lunnon inside out."
Together they rode swiftly back to where Carrick lay, fighting his last triumphant adversary, Death himself. "No Lunnon sights to see," he muttered in his delirium; "no concert songs to'ear.... Ah, Meg, you was cruel 'ard on poor Tod, but damn you, I loves you still." "A woman betrayed him," she said. Carter nodded a grim assent. Her lips quivered.
Some purple-whiskered bark is going to caper in this country from dear old Lunnon and deal out religion to the Fluffs of the merry merry. Can you surpass it? "He is going to slip it to us in our tea. Like knockout drops, I guess. Gee, can you see him distributing tracts to that mob. It's a cinch that they will make good curl papers, anyway.
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