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'I hae buried my best frien' but yersel', grannie, he said, as he took a chair close by her side, where he used to sit when he read the Bible and Boston to her. 'I trust he's happy. He was a douce and a weel-behaved man; and ye hae rizzon to respec' his memory. Did he dee the deith o' the richteous, think ye, laddie? 'I do think that, grannie. He loved God and his Saviour.
"To HIM, Grizzie, the nicht shineth as the day." "Weel, sir," cried Grizzie, "Ye jist pit me 'at I dinna ken mysel'! Is't poassible ye hae forgotten what's sae weel kent to a' the cuintry roon'? the auld captain,'at canna lie still in's grave, because o' because o' whatever the rizzon may be? Onygait he's no laid yet; an' some thinks he's doomed to haunt the hoose till the day o' jeedgment."
Ilka body kens, or sud ken, what lies to their ain han'. It lies to mine to gang. I'm no wantit langer. Ye wadna hae me ait the breid o' idleness?" "But, Aggie," remonstrated Cosmo, "ye're ane o' the faimily! I wad as sune think o' seein' my ain sister, gien I had ane, gang fra hame for sic a nae rizzon at a'!"
And aye I thocht the maister was wrang, for I never kent the rizzon o' a' that beginnin' at the wrang en', an' takin' doon an' substrackin', an' a' that. Ye wad hardly believe me, Mr.
There's no rizzon, tap nor tae, i' the puir body, and ye're naewise b'und to her farther nor to du richt by her. 'I'm glaid ye dinna want me to gang, answered Kirsty. 'She carries hersel that gran' 'at ye're maist driven to the consideration hoo little she's worth; and that's no the richt speerit anent onybody or thing God thoucht worth makin.
"Where's your answer?" "I said I wad be a yerl to please yer leddyship. I wad be a flunky for the same rizzon, gien 't was to wait upo' yersel' an' nae ither." "I ask you," said Florimel, more imperiously than ever, "what is the first thing you would do, if you found yourself no longer a fisherman, but the son of an earl?"
'Duv ye think, grannie, that a body wad be allooed to speik a word i' public, like, there at the lang table, like, I mean? 'What for no, gin it was dune wi' moedesty, and for a guid rizzon? But railly, laddie, I doobt ye're haverin' a'thegither. Ye hard naething like that, I'm sure, the day, frae Mr. Maccleary. 'Na, na; he said naething aboot it. But maybe I'll gang and speir at him, though.
It canna be rizzon, Aggie! What for sud ye gang? Merry me, Aggie, an' bide bide an' ca' the castel yer ain." "Hoots! wad ye merry yer mither!" cried Agnes, and to Cosmo's fresh dismay burst into laughter and tears together. I believe it was the sole time in her life she ever gave way to discordant emotion. Cosmo stared speechless. It was as if an angel had made a poor human joke!
Whan I cam oot, and was gaein quaietly back to the public, there cam first ae sober-luikin man up to me, and he wad hae me hame to my denner; and syne their cam an auld man, and efter that a man that luikit like a sutor, and ane and a' o' them wad hae me hame to my denner wi' them�-for no airthly rizzon but that I was a stranger.
'Michtna she be that are, oot o' a' the warl', ye never shawed spark o' rizzon til? 'There's nae place in her for reason to gang til! 'Ye never tried her wi' 't! Ye wud arguy wi' her mair nor plenty, but did ye ever shaw her rizzon i' yer behaviour? 'Weel ye are turnin agen me you 'at 's saved my life frae her!
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