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Updated: May 26, 2025
"Weel, Mac-Guffog," said Dandie, "I hae just twa things to say. Ye ken wha I am weel eneugh, and that I wadna loose a prisoners" "And how do I ken that?" answered the jailor.
Mac-Guffog while her husband parleyed with Bertram in the courtyard, that good lady having a distinct presentiment of the manner in which the treaty must necessarily terminate.
"Well, well," said Glossin, "no occasion to be particular, tell the essentials." "Who?" "He!" pointing with his thumb inverted to the kitchen, where the prisoner was in custody. "Had he no arms?" asked the Justice. "Ay, ay, they are never without barkers and slashers." "Any papers?" "This bundle," delivering a dirty pocket-book. "Go downstairs, then, Mac-Guffog,. and be in waiting."
Glossin, said he, in a whispering voice. 'Call louder, answered Dirk Hatteraick. 'Mr. Glossin, for God's sake come away! 'He'll hardly do that without help, said Hatteraick. 'What are you chattering there for, Mac-Guffog? called out the captain from below. 'Come away, for God's sake, Mr. Glossin! repeated the turnkey. At this moment the jailor made his appearance with a light.
'Well, sir, replied Bertram, 'if I have a title to have that property delivered up to me, I shall apply for it; and there is a good deal more than enough to pay any demand you can set up. 'I dinna ken a bit about that, said Mac-Guffog; 'ye may be here lang eneugh. And then the gieing credit maun be considered in the fees.
In respect to his comparative rank and education, he was not ironed, but placed in a decent apartment, under the inspection of Mac-Guffog, who, since the destruction of the bridewell of Portanferry by the mob, had acted here as an under-turnkey.
His mind teeming with schemes of future deceit to cover former villainy, he spent the time in arranging and combining them until the hour of supper. Mac-Guffog attended as turnkey on this occasion. He was, as we know, the old and special acquaintance of the prisoner who was now under his charge.
I shall confine you in the old castle for tonight, and give these people double allowance of grog. Mac-Guffog will fall in the trap in which he caught you. The stanchions on the window of the strong room, as they call it, are wasted to pieces, and it is not above twelve feet from the level of the ground without, and the snow lies thick."
Mac-Guffog an awful spectacle, being a woman for strength and resolution capable of maintaining order among her riotous inmates, and of administering the discipline of the house, as it was called, during the absence of her husband, or when he chanced to have taken an overdose of the creature.
But ye'll no be the waur o' something to eat, I trow; it's getting late at e'en I tell'd the folk at the Change, where I put up Dumple, to send ower my supper here, and the chield Mac-Guffog is agreeable to let it in I hae settled a' that. And now let's hear your story Whisht, Wasp, man! wow but he's glad to see you, poor thing!"
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