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"I cam' to London to get the price o' a pair o' horse and a fine new carriage as good as new onyway oh, ye have seen the turn-out, Miss Patsy. Aye, aye it had served the Laird o' the Marrick a while, I will not deny that is, not to you but it was a fine faceable carriage whatever, before the lad that fired on the Duke dang it a' to flinders.
"'Od save us, Janet, woman, look, look look! do ye see wha it is! Confound me, if it isna the very chield that I gied the clout in the lug to in your mother's the other night for his good behaviour. Weel, as sure as death, I gie him credit for what he has done he's ta'en the measure o' their feet, onyway!
She's mair nor half blind onyway, an' she's fair girnin' fain for a man, she micht even tak' you." With these cruel words Meg lifted her milking-stool and vanished within. The cuif sat for a long time on his byne lost in thought.
Abune Hangin' Shaw, in the bield o' the Black Hill, there's a bit enclosed grund wi' an iron yett; and it seems, in the auld days, that was the kirkyaird o' Ba'weary, and consecrated by the Papists before the blessed licht shone upon the kingdom. It was a great howff o' Mr. Soulis's, onyway; there he would sit an' consider his sermons; and indeed it's a bieldy bit.
"The truth is, I have nae goo for Neil," says Andie, "nor he for me, I'm thinking; and I would like ill to come to my hands wi' the man. Tam Anster will make a better hand of it with the cattle, onyway." And troth! the mair I think of it, the less I see what way we would be required. The place ay, feggs! they had forgot the place. Eh, Shaws, ye're a lang-heided chield when ye like!
They persuadit him, but he threepit that it would take a long time to collect his men and that there was no danger o' the brig landin' before night. He's wrong there onyway, for they're landit." "Dougal," said Dickson, "you've heard the Princess speak of a friend she was expecting here called Alexis. This is him. You can address him as Mr. Nicholson. Just arrived in the nick of time.
'Oh, jist guessed. It's her? 'Maybe. . . . She hasna ta'en the ring yet. 'But ye think she will, or ye wudna ha'e tell't me. Weel, I'm sure I wish ye luck, Macgreegor. She's a bonny bit lass, rael clever, I wud say, an' an' gey stylish. 'She's no that stylish onyway, no stylish like Aunt Purdie. 'Ah, but ye maunna cry doon yer Aunt Purdie 'I didna mean that. But ye ken what I mean, fayther.
"It's a queer turn up onyway. I juist hope it's a' richt. But I would see it afore ye spend it. I wis readin' a bit in the papers the ither day aboot a wumman who got word o' a fortune sent her, and went and got a' sorts o' braw claes and things ower the heid o't, and here it wis a' a begunk.
She's in London, they say the folk that pretend to ken a'thing. I'm sure I'm no' carin'. 'And my father's really working this week? Oh, mother, if only he would keep steady, it would make all the difference. You look better yourself, too. Are you not far better without drink? 'Maybe. We've made a paction, onyway, for a week, till we see, said Mrs. Hepburn, with a slow smile.
I'll no' think ony worse o' ye if ye don't. Ye ha'e a big family, while I ha'e only the wife to look after. Sometimes I think it's lucky we ha'e nae weans; I can flit, and ye might no' be able to rise an' run. But I mean to take the collection onyway, for I don't like a man to order me what I ha'e to do."
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