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"Aweel, there's Jess Rutherford, a widdy, wi' four bairns, ye meicht do waur than ware your siller on her." "Five pounds to begin?" inquired his lordship. "Five pund! Are ye made o' siller? Ten schell'n!" Saunders was rung for, and produced a one-pound note. "The herrin' is five and saxpence; it's four and saxpence I'm awin ye," said the young fishwife, "and Jess will be a glad woman the neicht."
"I'm come after my saxpence, mem," said I. "It's to be thought, being my uncle's nephew, I would be found a careful lad." "So ye have a spark of sleeness in ye?" observed the old lady, with some approval. "I thought ye had just been a cuif you and your saxpence, and your lucky day and your sake of Balwhidder" from which I was gratified to learn that Catriona had not forgotten some of our talk.
Both ladies were within the house; and upon my perceiving them together by the open door, I plucked off my hat and said, "Here was a lad come seeking saxpence," which I thought might please the dowager. Catriona ran out to greet me heartily, and, to my surprise, the old lady seemed scarce less forward than herself.
I told her I had met her on Saturday last, had been so fortunate as to render her a trifling service, and was come now on the young lady's invitation. "O, so you're Saxpence!" she cried, with a very sneering manner. "A braw gift, a bonny gentleman. And hae ye ony ither name and designation, or were ye bapteesed Saxpence?" she asked. I told my name. "Preserve me!" she cried.
"My dear," he said, "I don't see where you're to raise another matter o' saxpence this month." "But I've promised the ten pound on my honor," she said. "Would you have me break my word to a servant?" "Well well," temporized Mr. Traquair, "I'll have another look at the books. Mind, I'm not saying it can be done unless you'll sell a bit timber here and yont "
'But I can, said Robert. 'I don't doubt it, returned Ericson. 'But I owe you too much already. 'Gin ever we win hame I mean to the heart o' hame ye can pay me there. 'There will be no need then. 'Whaur's the need than to mak sic a wark aboot a saxpence or twa atween this and that? I thocht ye cared for naething that time or space or sense could grip or measure. Mr.
This or Sir Somebody That, wha are scramblin' into Parliament on their shouthers, while the puir fallows haen't a pound in the warld beyond their weekly wage, an' wull never be a saxpence the better for a' their zeal, I'm thankfu' that mair light was given me to see my ain interest, an' to follow it.
"What are ye for the day, your honour?" she said, or rather screamed, to Oldbuck; "caller haddocks and whitings a bannock-fluke and a cock-padle." "How much for the bannock-fluke and cock-padle?" demanded the Antiquary. "Four white shillings and saxpence," answered the Naiad. "Four devils and six of their imps!" retorted the Antiquary; "do you think I am mad, Maggie?"
Godsake, woman, let me away; there's saxpence t' ye to buy half a mutchkin, instead o' clavering about thae auld-warld stories. 'Thanks to ye, gudeman; and now ye hae answered a' my questions, and never speired wherefore I asked them, I'll gie you a bit canny advice, and ye maunna speir what for neither. Tib Mumps will be out wi' the stirrup-dram in a gliffing.
She pulled the old-fashioned bell-cord, and the old-fashioned North Country landlady came tall, thin, parchment-faced, musty-looking as though she had been dressed up in Victorian garments in 1880 and left to stand in an unaired parlor ever since. She glowered silent disapproval at the presence of Mr. Wrenn in Istra's room, but sent a slavey to make the fire "saxpence uxtry." Mr.
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