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I'm beholden to thee for fetching him, and I'll try and spare thee waistcoat fronts out o' t' stuff for my new red cloak. Thou'll like that, Kester, won't ta? Kester took the notion in slowly, and weighed it. 'Na, lass, said he, deliberately, after a pause. 'A could na' bear to see thee wi' thy cloak scrimpit.
I'm beholden to thee for fetching him, and I'll try and spare thee waistcoat fronts out o' t' stuff for my new red cloak. Thou'll like that, Kester, won't ta? Kester took the notion in slowly, and weighed it. 'Na, lass, said he, deliberately, after a pause. 'A could na' bear to see thee wi' thy cloak scrimpit.
"Mind this, Sabrina, I have told you all to my heart's keel; and if folks are saying to you that Jamie has given Christina the slip, or that the Binnies are scrimpit for poverty's sake, or the like of any other ill-natured thing, you will be knowing how to answer them." "'Deed, I will! And I am real glad things are so well with you all, Janet."
"Folks were saying his money was all spent." "Folks are far wrong then. Andrew has all the money he ever had. Andrew isn't a bragger, and his money has been silent so far, but it will speak ere long." "With money to the fore, you shouldn't have been so scrimpit with yourselves in such a time of work and trouble. Folks noticed it." "I don't believe in wasting anything, Sabrina, even grief.
"The Maister would lat him tie his, and say thank ye!" "It aye seems to me he has sic a scrimpit way o' believin'! It's no like believin' at a'! He winna trust him for naething that he hasna his ain word, or some ither body's for! Ca' ye that lippenin' til him?" It was now the father's turn to be silent for a moment. Then he said, "Lea' the judgin' o' him to his ain maister, lassie.
But, man! I wad hae repentit lang syne gin I cud hae gotten ae glimp o' a possible justice in pittin a hert as grit's mine into sic a misgreein', scrimpit, contemptible body as this. The verra sowl o' me has to draw up the legs o' 't to haud them inside this coffin o' a corpus, and haud them ohn shot oot into the everlastin' cauld.
"Weel, ye're a young crater to hae sic a chairge.�-I wrote to Mrs Forbes twa or three times, but I got but ae scrimpit answer. Sae as sune's I cud win awa', I cam' to speir efter him mysel'." "Whan did ye come, Mr Cupples?" "This nicht. Or I reckon it's last nicht noo. But or I wan ower this len'th, ye war a' i' yer beds, and I daurna disturb ye.
I did not spend a penny, nor a tear, nor a bit of strength, that was useless. What for should I? And if folks noticed we were scrimpit, why didn't they think about helping us? No, thank God!
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