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"It's may be presumptous o' me tae differ frae him, and it wudna be verra respectfu' o' Saunders tae live aifter this opeenion. But Saunders wes awe thraun an' ill tae drive, an' he's as like as no tae gang his own gait. "A'm no meanin' tae reflect on sae clever a man, but he didna ken the seetuation.
"Is there anything I can do?" but the figure simply waved its hand and resumed: "A'm comin' tae that, but a' thocht ye wud be wantin' ma opeenion o' London. "Weel, ye see, the first thing a' did, of coorse, after settlin' doon, was tae gae roond the kirks and hear what kin' o' ministers they hae up here.
"When shall we sink the canisters, sir?" asked Bolton, coming up and touching his hat. "In an hour, Mr. Bolton; the tide will be full then, and we shall try what effect a blast will have." "My opeenion is," remarked Saunders, who passed at the moment with two large bags of gunpowder under his arms, "that it'll have no effect at a'. It'll just loosen the ice roond the ship."
Macfarlane, meditatively watching the girl from under his pale eyelashes, thought of Mr. Dyceworthy's matrimonial pretensions, with a humorous smile hovering on his thin lips. "Ma certes! the fellow has an unco' gude opeenion o' himself," he mused. "He might as well offer his hand in marriage to the Queen while he's aboot it, he wad hae just as muckle chance o' acceptance."
In my opeenion it's weel deserved, an' naething that ye can do or say wull prevent it, though what ye do an' say is no' unlikely to cut short yer ain career by means o' a rope roond yer thrapple. But losh! man, I wonder ye haena heard about thae matters afore now." "My having spent the last few years of my life in an out-of-the-way part of Ireland may account for that," said Wallace.
As I tell't ye, it's no so bad," she said at last. "Wha's the trouble, Ellen? Don't keep us waitin'." "Bide ye in patience, child. Ye're always so easily excitet. I maun read the letter again to get the gist o't, but it's like this. The Elder's been of the opeenion noo these three years that his son was most foully murder't, an "
She bids me hope, indeed, in the Lord an' she's right there; but as for man, what can we hope frae him?" "Ye may weel ask that!" exclaimed Quentin Dick, with sudden and bitter emphasis. "Man indeed! It's my opeenion that man, when left to hissel', is nae better than the deevil. I' faith, I think he's waur, for he's mair contemptible."
"It's my opeenion," said Sandy Black, "that if we haena to fight for it, we'll hae to fight a bit to keep it." "Perhaps we may," returned John Skyd, "and if so, fighting will be more to my taste than farming not that I'm constitutionally pugnacious, but I fear that my brothers and I shall turn out to be rather ignorant cultivators of the soil."
There is a maiden aunt o' my own she wass niver marrit, an' she wass niver likely to be, for besides bein' poor an' plain, an' mittle-aged, which are not in my opeenion objectionable, she had an uncommon bad temper. Yet she wass all her life influenced by the notion that half the young men o' the place wass wantin' to marry her! though the possibeelities in her case wass fery small."
"It's my opeenion," said the big Scotsman Macleod, "that if there had been ony better troops than Egeeptians to fecht wi', oor men an' my Lord Wolseley wadna hae fund it sic an easy job."
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