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"Ah!" said the beggar, shaking his head, "I doubt the bird's flown that laid thae golden eggs for I winna ca' her goose, though that's the gait it stands in the story-buick But I'll keep my day, Monkbarns; ye'se no loss a penny by me And troth I wad fain be out again, now the weather's fine and then I hae the best chance o' hearing the first news o' my friends."
"I should suppose any regimental affairs might be transacted by your worthy deputy the sergeant an honest gentleman, who is so good as to make Monkbarns his home since his arrival among us I should, I say, suppose that he may transact any business of yours, without your spending a day's pay on two dog-horses, and such a combination of rotten wood, cracked glass, and leather such a skeleton of a post-chaise, as that before the door."
"If you mean, how he comes to visit at Monkbarns, you must ask my uncle, who will probably reply, that he invites to his own house such company as he pleases; and if you mean to ask Sir Arthur, you must know that Mr. Lovel rendered Miss Wardour and him a service of the most important kind."
When he gets a frank he fills it up exact to the weight of an unce, that a carvy-seed would sink the scale but he's neer a grain abune it. Weel I wot I wad be broken if I were to gie sic weight to the folk that come to buy our pepper and brimstone, and suchlike sweetmeats." "He's a shabby body the laird o' Monkbarns," said Mrs.
"But, my dear sir, I really must go home I am wet to the skin." "Shalt have my night-gown, man, and slippers, and catch the antiquarian fever as men do the plague, by wearing infected garments. Nay, I know what you would be at you are afraid to put the old bachelor to charges. So saying he dragged Lovel forward, till the Palmer's-port of Monkbarns received them.
"Troth, ye may swear that, Monkbarns: when it was mine it neer had abune the like o' saxpenny worth o' black rappee in't at ance. But I reckon ye'll be gaun to mak an antic o't, as ye hae dune wi' mony an orra thing besides.
Upon the very height of Kinprunes, to which Monkbarns had invited Lovel after their dinner, the Antiquary, again reconciled to the once degraded spot, was expatiating upon the topics the scenery afforded for a description of Agricola's camp at the dawn of morning, when his eye was caught by the appearance of the mendicant and his protegee.
Come, say on, and be brief." The mendicant led him a few paces aside. "Are ye indebted onything to the Laird o' Monkbarns?" "Indebted! no, not I what of that? what makes you think so?"
If we may believe, notwithstanding the protest of that much-deceived antiquary the Laird of Monkbarns, that these fair and forlorn ladies were the first royal inhabitants of the Castle of Edinburgh, we may imagine that they watched from their battlements more wistfully than fearfully, over all the wide plain, what dust might rise or spears might gleam, or whether any galley might be visible of reiver or rescuer from the north.
All voices meanwhile were loud in inquiries, which no one was in a hurry to answer. "What is the matter, Captain M'Intyre?" said Sir Arthur. "Ask old Edie," said Hector; "I only know all's safe and well." "What is all this, Edie?" said Miss Wardour to the mendicant. "Your leddyship maun ask Monkbarns, for he has gotten the yepistolary correspondensh."
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