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'Nhm! said the lady, and maintained an awful silence. 'Well, ma'am, said I, 'it seems we are never to hear the beginning of your terms, let alone the end of them. Come a good movement! and let us be either off or on. She opened her lips slowly. 'Ony raferences? she inquired, in a voice like a bell. I opened my pocket-book and showed her a handful of bank bills.
"Nhm!" said the lady, and maintained an awful silence. "Well, ma'am," said I, "it seems we are never to hear the beginning of your terms, let alone the end of them. Come a good movement! and let us be either off or on." She opened her lips slowly. "Ony raferences?" she inquired, in a voice like a bell. I opened my pocket-book and showed her a handful of bank-bills.
"Never a sign of it," said I. "Nhm!" said Alan, "it looks queer. We saw nothing of them this morning on the Whins; he's passed us by, he doesnae seem to be looking, and yet here he is on our road! Dod, Davie, I begin to take a notion. I think it's no you they're seeking, I think it's me; and I think they ken fine where they're gaun." "They ken?" I asked.
I enjoyed it so little, indeed, that I fell to poking the sitting-room fire when she entered with the Mercury; and read the Mercury assiduously while she brought in breakfast. She set down the tray with a slam and stood beside it, her hands on her hips, her whole attitude breathing challenge. "Well, Mrs. McRankine?" I began, upturning a hypocritical eye from the newspaper. "'Well, is it? Nhm!"
Thrice and four times I attempted to pave the way for some exchange of thought, sentiment, or at the least of it human words. An Ay or an Nhm was the sole return, and the topic died on the hill-side without echo.
"Nhm!" said Alan, "it looks queer. We saw nothing of them this morning on the Whins; he's passed us by, he doesnae seem to be looking, and yet here he is on our road! Dod, Davie, I begin to take a notion. I think it's no you they're seeking, I think it's me; and I think they ken fine where they're gaun." "They ken?" I asked.
"Nhm!" said Alan, "it looks queer. We saw nothing of them this morning on the Whins; he's passed us by, he doesna seem to be looking, and yet here he is on our road! Dod, Davie, I begin to take a notion. I think it's no' you they're seeking, I think it's me; and I think they ken fine where they're gaun." "They ken?" I asked.
Thrice and four times I attempted to pave the way for some exchange of thought, sentiment, or at the least of it human words. An Ay or a Nhm was the sole return, and the topic died on the hillside without echo. I can never deny that I was chagrined; and when, after a little more walking, Sim turned towards me and offered me a ram's horn of snuff, with the question, "Do ye use it?"
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