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'Five and a half by one and a half would hold her snod, he says to himsel'." "Ronny-On's auld wife heard it, and says she, 'Dinna think, my leddy, as you'll be buried in consecrated ground." "Na, a'body kens she'll just be hauled at the end o' a rope to the hole where the witches was shooled in." "Wi' a paling spar through her, to keep her down on the day o' judgment."
"Disgorge!" was the universal cry, or, in the vernacular, "Out you come, you sweer deevils!" Not a coin but had its history, not a boy who was unable to pick out his own among a hundred. The black one came from the 'Sosh, the bent lad he got for carrying in Ronny-On's sticks. Oh michty me, sure as death he had nearly forgotten the one with the warts on it. Which to spend first? The goldy one?
Many strange sauces were boiled in that pot, a sort of potato-turnip pudding often coming out even when not expected, but there was an occasional rabbit that had been bowled over by Corp's unerring hand, and once Tommy shot a a haunch of venison, having first, with Corp's help, howked it out of Ronny-On's swine, then suspended head downward, and open like a book at the page of contents, steaming, dripping, a tub beneath, boys with bladders in the distance.
It was a fit night for dark deeds. "Methinks she cometh to her damn!" The speaker was a masked man who had followed her he was sniffing ecstatically since she left the city walls. She seemed to possess a charmed life. He would have had her in Shovel Gorge, but just then Ronny-On's Jean and Peter Scrymgeour turned the corner. Suddenly Gavinia felt an exquisite thrill: a man was pursuing her.
Ronny-On's Jean and Peter Scrymgeour, little Lisbeth Doak and long Sam'l from Pyotdykes were pairing that year, and never knew how near they were to being dirked by Corp of Corp, who, lurking in the burn till there were no tibbits in his toes, muttered fiercely, "Cheep one single cheep, and it will be thy hinmost, methinks!" under the impression that Methinks was a Jacobite oath.
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