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"As aw walk the street," he used to say, "the fouk disna stawp me to buy claes nor shoon, an' wheerfore should they stawp me to buy horrses? It's 'Mister M'Gregor, will ye purrchase a horrse? Let them wait till I ask them to come wi' their horrses."
M'Gregor, palpably ill at ease, conducted her to an armchair. "You are very good," said the visitor, speaking with a certain hesitancy and with a slight accent most musical and fascinating. "I wait a while if I may." "Dear, dear," muttered Mrs. M'Gregor, beginning to poke the fire, "he has let the fire down, of course! Is it out? No ... I see a wee sparkie!"
Anyway, Smythe's gittin' a slant to come to an understandin' with M'Gregor about me; an' if it ain't satisfactory, there'll be bad feelin' between us. I want to be kep' at my own proper work, or else sacked an' squared-up with not shoved into a job like this the minit I show my face; with that young pup cheekin' me for callin' him 'Bert. 'Mr. Smythe, if you please, says he!
M'Gregor." "That's no weesdom; it's just preejudice." "Prejudice!" cried Stuart, dropping down upon the sofa. "Aye," replied Mrs. M'Gregor firmly "preejudice! They're no' that daft but they're well aware o' who's the cleverest physeecian in the deestrict, an' they come to nane other than Dr.
The contract of marriage between the most illustrious and very puissant prince, His Serene Highness, Gustavus Rudolph V., reigning Grand Duke of Gerolstein, and Sarah Seyton of Halsbury, Countess M'Gregor, had been prepared by the care of Baron de Graun: it was read by him, and signed by the bride and groom and their witnesses.
BOSWELL. 'Considering what he has said of us, we must make him feel something rough in Scotland. Sir Eyre said to him, 'You must change your name, sir. BOSWELL. 'Ay, to Dr M'Gregor. We got safely to Inverness, and put up at Mackenzie's inn.
At this reference to the golden age, I saw a wave of tenderness break over the faces of the older men. "Ay, I mind weel the nicht Doctor Grant sat amang us for the first time, as ye're sittin' noo." This time it was Ronald M'Gregor who had spoken, the love-light on whose face even sixty winters could not disguise. "We'll never look upon his like again.
"I can't say, please your honour," said Peggy, "if it wouldn't be Paddy M'Grath's Betty M'Gregor!" cried she, calling to a bare-footed girl, "whose cow is yonder?" "Oh, marcy! but if it isn't our own red rogue and when I tied her legs three times myself, the day!" said the girl, running to drive away the cow.
M'Gregor, "for a man living in the United Kingdom, to consider, before he determines on expatriation, whether he can, by industry and integrity, obtain a tolerably comfortable livelihood in the country of his nativity; whether, in order to secure to his family the certain means of subsistence, he can willingly part with his friends, and leave scenes that must have been dear to his heart from childhood; and whether, in order to attain to independence, he can reconcile himself to suffer the inconveniency of a sea voyage, and the fatigue of removing with his family from the port where he disembarks in America, to the spot of ground in the forest on which he may fix for the theatre of his future operations; whether he can reconcile himself for two or three years, to endure many privations to which he had hitherto been unaccustomed, and to the hard labour of levelling and burning the forest, and raising crops from a soil with natural obstructions, which require much industry to remove.
Notwithstanding the repentance of the countess, when the clergyman said, with a solemn voice, to Rudolph, "Does your royal highness consent to take for wife Madame Sarah Seyton of Halsbury, Countess M'Gregor?" and the prince had answered "YES!" with a loud and firm voice, the deathlike countenance of the lady brightened; a rapid and transitory expression of triumphant pride passed over her livid features; it was the last flash of the ambition which died with her.
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