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Updated: July 4, 2025
"It's a bonny thing," she said, "Monkbarns, and, I dare say, a valuable; but it's out o'my way ye ken I am nae judge o' sic matters."
"Few folks ken o' this place," said the old man; "to the best o'my knowledge, there's just twa living by mysell, and that's Jingling Jock and the Lang Linker.
An Oracle speakes in him; but, pray, tell me Ist lawfull then to breake an oath? Lov. Though time prolongs, we cannot style it sloath: My vowes are firme; hees damd that breaks an oath. Thu. Good, good, agen: but the oath I treat on, Is of another kind: tis to a woman. Lov. It could not be her fault; there's a mistake in't. Thu. None o'my life, theres none. Lov.
"It's a bonny thing," she said, "Monkbarns, and, I dare say, a valuable; but it's out o'my way ye ken I am nae judge o' sic matters."
Stoop down there, doctor, please, sir, an' shove the end o' this quilt a leetle further under my foot, won't you? Ef it was to let up sudden, I wouldn't have no more lap 'n what any other fool man's got. 'N' now you go to her. I'd feel a heap safeter ef this quilt was nailed to the flo' on each side o'my legs. They're trimblin' so I dunno what minute my feet'll let go their holt.
His friend only intimated his attention by "Ay, ay!" and "Is't e'en sae?" and suchlike expressions of interest, at the proper breaks in Mr. Fairservice's harangue, until at length, in answer to some observation of greater length, the import of which I only collected from my trusty guide's reply, honest Andrew answered, "Tell him a bit o'my mind, quoth ye? Wha wad be fule then but Andrew?
"I don't know nothing about your purse," said the other, regarding him closely with his little bloodshot eyes; "you're trying to do me out o'my three pounds me what's took you in and 'id you." The incensed skipper made no reply, but, passing upstairs, turned the bed-room topsy-turvy in a wild search for his property.
'Lord sake, madam, I ask your pardon, he said. 'I forgot but ye had been a bairn o'my ain; the Captain's sae namely, he gars ane forget himsell. Old Pleydell now advanced. 'Nay, if fees like these are going, he said 'Stop, stop, Mr. Pleydell, said Julia, 'you had your fees beforehand; remember last night.
"Few folks ken o' this place," said the old man; "to the best o'my knowledge, there's just twa living by mysell, and that's Jingling Jock and the Lang Linker.
His friend only intimated his attention by "Ay, ay!" and "Is't e'en sae?" and suchlike expressions of interest, at the proper breaks in Mr. Fairservice's harangue, until at length, in answer to some observation of greater length, the import of which I only collected from my trusty guide's reply, honest Andrew answered, "Tell him a bit o'my mind, quoth ye? Wha wad be fule then but Andrew?
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