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I was always being eaten, in yon time, wi' a lettle de'il o' ambition, that gnawed at me, and wadna gie me peace. "Man, Harry," he'd say, "I ken weel ye're doin' fine! But, man canna ye do better? Ca' canny, they'll be tellin' ye, but not I! Ye maun do as well as ye can. There's the wife to think of, and the bairn John the wee laddie ye and the wife are so prood on!" It was so, and I knew it.
"Eh, but ye're a lass to mak a man prood! I cudna hae dune better mysef' gien I had been a gran' lady wi' a' the wits o' a puir wife! Sit ye doon, my lady, an' be richt walcome! Eh, but ye're bonny, as ever was ony! an' eh, but ye're steady as never was leddy! May the Lord bless ye, an' the laird kiss ye!"
But yer great grandfather wasna lang or he merried anither wife. He was sic a man as ony woman micht hae been prood to merry. I saw him first mysel' whan I was aboot twenty that was jist the year afore I was merried. 'What ails ye, grannie? What for dinna ye gang on wi' the story? After a somewhat lengthened pause, Mrs. Falconer resumed as if she had not stopped at all.
But, if I must share in the hunt, I tell you now that, metaphorically speaking, I shall cling to the postmaster's daughter till torn away by sheer force of evidence." Furneaux dug his colleague in the ribs. "That's the effect of constant association with me, James," he cackled gleefully. "Ten years ago you would have pounced on Elkin. You've hit it! I'm a prood mon the day.
"Lord, hae peety upon us, for we a' luved him, and we were a' prood o' him." After the Doctor said "Amen" with majesty, one used to look at his neighbour, and the other would shut his eyes and shake his head, meaning, "There's no use asking me, for it simply can't be better done by living man." This time no one remembered his neighbour, because every eye was fixed on the Doctor.
You will be a prood woman the day, for I am now Estaiblished!" and Francesca, clad in Miss Grieve's Sunday bonnet, shawl, and black cotton gloves, entered, and curtsied demurely to the floor. She held, as corroborative detail, a life of John Knox in her hand, and anything more incongruous than her sparkling eyes and mutinous mouth under the melancholy head-gear can hardly be imagined.
"Very much, indeed!" Lancy replied. "It is a fine place, and we have been enjoying ourselves immensely." "But ye haena been up oor way yet! If I'd only kent ye were here I wad hae had ye up afore this," he repeated. "Thank you kindly, Mr. McDonald, but we could hardly impose on your good-nature as far as that." "Impose, is't? Ma dear sir, it's prood an' happy we wad be to hae ye come to see us.
"My name is De Montaiglon; I am newly from France; I " "Step your ways in, Monsher de Montaiglon," cried the little man with a salute more profound than before. "We're prood to see you, and hoo are they a' in France?" "Tolerably well, I thank you," said Count Victor, amused at this grotesque combination of military form and familiarity.
Marget lifted her head as one who had heard of some brave deed, and there was a ring in her voice. "It maks me prood before God that there are twa men in Drumtochty who follow their conscience as king, and coont truth dearer than their ain freends.
But I was still thochtfu', and Mac looked at me. "Wasna he a whopper, Harry?" he asked. I think he was a wee bit disappointed, but he had no cause I was just thinking. "Aye," I said. "Deed an' he was, Mac. Ye were prood, the day, were ye no? I mind the biggest fish ever I caught. I wasna fit to speak to the Duke o' Argyle himsel' that day!"
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