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Updated: June 9, 2025
Brunton came on the scene she was saying, "Or if ye hae ony auld coat o' the maister's, I'll gie ye the choice o' my baskets for 't." "What is it? What are you about?" said the doctor as he came toward them. "I was just sayin' to yer wife, sir, that if " "My wife!" said Dr. Brunton, laughing: "I have no wife, and don't want one."
I'm maist as guid's a man to gang wi' ye wi' the advantage o' bein' a wuman, as my mither tells me:" She called her grandmother, MOTHER. "ye see we can daur mair nor ony man but, Guid forgie me! no mair nor the yoong laird whan he flang his CAESAR straucht i' the maister's face this verra mornin'." The laird stopped, turned sharply round, and looked at her. "What did he that for?" he said.
My Maister's no o' ae min' wi' you, mem, aboot sic affairs and sae I maun gang, and lea' ye to yer ain opingon! But I would jist remin' ye, mem, that she's at this present i' my hoose, wi my wife; and my wee bit lassie hings aboot her as gien she was an angel come doon to see the bonny place this warl luks frae up there. Eh, puir lammie, the stanes oucht to be feower upo thae hill-sides!"
"Weel, ye canna deny," persisted Phemy, in mood to brave the evil one himself, "'at ye was ower at Kirkbyres on ane o' the markis's mears, an' heild a lang confab wi' the laird's mither!" "I gaed upo' my maister's eeran'," answered Malcolm. "Ow, ay! I daursay! But wha kens wi' sic a mither!" She burst out crying, and ran into the street. Malcolm understood it now.
"But there's the minister and his character!" she persisted. "Hoots! what cares the minister?" said his wife. "Speir at him there, what he thinks o' clash." "'Deed," answered her husband, "I never heedit it eneuch to tell! There's but ae word I heed, and that's my Maister's!" "Eh, but ye canna lift me oot o' the pit!" groaned the poor girl. "God helpin, I can," returned the minister.
"MY DEAR MASTER NED: Knowing as it cut you to the heart that everything should go away into the hands of strangers, I have made so bold as to ask Mr. Willcox for to buy all the furniter and books in maister's study.
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