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"There's nae pooer on heaven or airth like luve," Marget said to me afterwards; "it maks the weak strong and the dumb tae speak. Oor herts were as water afore Tammas's words, an' a' saw the doctor shake in his saddle. A' never kent till that meenut hoo he hed a share in a'body's grief, an' carried the heaviest wecht o' a' the Glen.
Me lauch, wi' ma cauld, empty hame! "Yir the only man kens, Weelum, that I aince luved the noblest wumman in the Glen or onywhere, an' a' luve her still, but wi' anither luve noo. "She hed given her hert tae anither, or a' 've thocht a' micht hae won her, though nae man be worthy o' sic a gift.
"Are your shure?" began the auld ass again; an' me stanin' near frozen to death wi' cauld, an' cudna get oot o' the bit. "Never!" said Beek; "never!" "Gude-nicht, than, dearie, an' see an' no' forget me. Will ye no'?" "Ye needna be feared, Jeems. I luve you alone, an' nae ither body i' the wide, wide world. Gude-nicht, my Jeemie." "Gude-nicht, than, Ribekka, luvie. An' if you dinna forget "
"Is it no the picture of His Luve, who thocht o' everybody but Himsel', an' saved everybody but Himsel', an' didna He say we maun drink His cup and live His life?" Kate only signed that Marget should go on.
The verses were: O my luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June: O my luve's like the melodie That's sweetly played in tune! As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I: And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry: Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun; I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run.
Me lauch, wi' ma cauld, empty hame! "Yir the only man kens, Weelum, that I aince luved the noblest wumman in the glen or onywhere, an' a' luve her still, but wi' anither luve noo. "She hed given her heart tae anither, or a've thocht a' micht hae won her, though nae man be worthy o' sic a gift.
"Maude was alway given unto Romaunts and the like fooling!" responded Avice as scornfully as before. An officer of the Bishop's Court, whose business was to carry to their destination written absolutions and indulgences. "Whan cockle-shells ha'e siller bells, And mussels grow on every tree Whan frost and snaw shall warm us a' Then shall my luve prove true to me!" Old Ballad.
"Ou, aye nae doobt! she will be some callant's light o' luve, wha hae a plenty o' siller!" replied the old woman scornfully, as she rose from her place and led the way to the door of a cell about halfway down the same corridor. "Ye'll pit her in here. It will be as guid as anither," she said. Cuddie detached a certain key from his bunch and handed it to her. She opened the door, and they entered.
"Thank ye kindly, Marget; thae are gude words an' true, an' ye hev the richt tae say them; but a' canna dae without seein' Annie comin' tae meet me in the gloamin', an' gaein' in an' oot the hoose, an' hearin' her ca' me by ma name; an' a' 'll no can tell her that a' luve her when there's nae Annie in the hoose. "Can naethin' be dune, doctor?
Marget watched him go down the same path by which Kate went, and she said to herself, "Whether or no he win is in the will of God, but already luve hes given his blessin' tae man and maid." Kate did not go to kirk on Sunday, but lived all day in the woods, and in the evening she kissed her father and laid this answer in his hands:
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