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"Div ye mean that, Rebecca? That cowes a'; but it's no possible. The General's dochter an' a Free Kirk minister, an' her an Esculopian " "Love kens naither rank nor creeds; see what ye did yersel', and you beadle o' Drumtochty;" and John every man has some weak point swallowed the compliment with evident satisfaction.
"Anthrim's a purty good place fur pigs an' sich to live in," he told the travelers. "Ye see, pigs is naither Fenians nor Orangemen. I get along purty well m'self bekase I sit on both sides ov th' fence at th' same time." "How do you do it, Misther Withero?" Anna asked demurely.
"We've got naither the medal nor the bar nor Khartoum yet, d'ye ken?" said Macintosh. "And when will we be after attacking Matammeh?" asked Grady, as he sat over the bivouac fire. "Precious soon, I should think; we can't get on to Khartoum till it's taken," said Kavanagh. "And for why not?" asked Grady again.
"And you with me, Aunt Win," said Dan, who, seated on the footstool of the chair, was smoothing her wrinkled hand. "Ah, no, my lad, I don't ask that! I'm not asking that at all, Danny. I'll not be houlding to ye, and dragging ye down while ye're climbing. And whisper, lad, while there's no one listening: it's naither wise nor best for ye to be coming here."
I'm no to be drawn into onything 'at I dinna ken a' aboot afore-han'. I s' no tie mysel' up wi' ony promises. "Nae doobt," said Malcolm, "yer ain jeedgement's mair to ye nor my word, Girnel; but saw ye ever onything in me 'at wad justifee ye in no lippenin' to that, sae far's it gaed?" "Ow na! I'm no sayin' that, naither. But what hae ye to shaw anent the privin' o' 't?"
"I'm no gaein'," said Cosmo, as soon as the torrent of her speech allowed him room to answer, "till I ken what ye hae i' that pock o' yours." "Hoot!" cried Grizzie, and snatching up the bag, held it behind her back, "ye wad never mint at luikin' intil an auld wife's pock! What ken ye what she michtna hae there?" "It luiks to me naither mair nor less nor a meal pock," said Cosmo.
"Forty-five," said I. "No, indeed, I am not forty-five," answered she; "nor forty naither." "Are you thirty-eight?" "May be I am; I dunno. I don't think I am thirty-eight naither; I am the same age as my husband." It was no use talking, so the subject was dropped.
She was greitin' about a bairnie she had lost, an' I kent weel whaur the bairnie was doon in a cave upo' the shore, I thoucht an' was jist yirnin' to gang till her an' tell her, an' stop the greitin' o' her hert, but I cudna muv han' nor fit, naither cud I open my mou' to cry till her. An' I gaed dreamin' on at the same thing ower an' ower, a' the time I was asleep.
Fess some het watter, an' some linen cloots." "I hae nane o' naither," replied Jean from the bottom of the stair. "Mak up the fire an' put on some watter direckly. I s' fin' some clooties," she added, turning to Malcolm, "gien I sud rive the tail frae my best Sunday sark."
She took the Dominie's hand, and said to him, "Under God this was your doing, Maister Jamieson, and for your reward ye'ill get naither silver nor gold, but ye hae a mither's gratitude." Whinnie gave a hoarse chuckle and said to his wife, "It was frae you, Marget, he got it a'."
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