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Updated: June 23, 2025
When the light fell on her face she sat up, staring wildly with eyes that shunned and sought it. 'Wha are ye that winna lat me dee in peace and quaietness? 'I'm Robert Falconer. 'Come to speir efter yer ne'er-do-weel o' a father, I reckon, she said. 'Yes, he answered. 'Wha's that ahin' ye? 'Naebody's ahin' me, answered Robert. 'Dinna lee. Wha's that ahin' the door? 'Naebody.
Noo yon's a tarrible descreepancy, ye ken, so ah says to masel, ah'll be up sides wi' ye, ma lad. Naebody's got the better o' Jinit Johnstone yet, an' naebody's gaun tae; an' ah thocht Maister Coulson could jist tell me if the lads hae ony hand on the ferm lawyer bodies kens a' aboot thae things an' whit a wife's portion is, gin he should slip awa. An' ax him tae, whit ma rights 'll be.
I dare say you would think it a braw thing to be at naebody's bidding; but, my lad, it's ae' thing to hae a friend's house, and a welcome waiting you in a strange land like this, and it's anither thing to sit solitary in a bare lodging, even though you may hae liberty to come and go at your ain will.
Naebody taks ye to be, answered the chairman. 'Meggie, there's naebody's had ower muckle yet, and twa or three o' 's hasna had freely eneuch. Jist gang an' fess a mutchkin mair. An' there'll be a shillin' to yersel', lass. Meg retired, but straightway returned. 'Miss Naper says there's no a drap mair drink to be had i' this hoose the nicht.
"Ye dinna tell me he gies ye noucht to mainteen the cratur upo?" "I tell ye naething, sir. He never even kenned there was a bairn!" "Hoot, toot! ye canna be sae semple! It's no poassible ye never loot him ken!" "'Deed no; I was ower sair ashamit! Ye see it was a' my wyte! and it was naebody's business!
Will he daur till imaigine 'at he wad be sittin' there, an' me haudin' him company, gien I believed him cawpable o' turnin' oot sic a meeserable, contemptible wratch! The Lord come atween me an' my wrath!" "I beg yer pardon, mem. A body canna aye put things thegither afore he speyks. I 'm richt sair obleeged till ye for takin' my pairt." "I tak naebody's pairt but my ain, laddie.
It was 'naebody's business, whatever, she said; 'it would just start a clash in the country'; and there would be nothing left for her but to drown herself in Dule Water. 'Why? says Francie. The girl looked at him and grew scarlet again. 'And it isna that, anyway, continued Francie.
"Come on, Wullie!" he cried. "'Scots wha hae'! Noo's the day and noo's the hour! Come on!" On the table before him, serene and beautiful, stood the target of his madness. The little man ran at it, swinging his murderous weapon like a flail. "Oor's or naebody's Wullie! Come on!
"Dinna fash yer heid aboot it, Anerew. There's a heep o' judgments atween this an' the hinner en'. The Lord'll come whan naebody's luikin' for him. And sae we maun be aye ready. Ilka year's an anno dominy. But I dinna think the man that made that calcleation as ye ca' 't 's jist a'thegeether infallible. An' for ae thing, he's forgotten to mak' allooance for the laip years."
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