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"Ay, but do ye ken noo what the Earl's son gaed awa lauchin' at?" Tammas hesitated. "I dinna exactly see't," he confessed, "but that's no an oncommon thing. A humorist would often no ken 'at he was ane if it wasna by the wy he makes other fowk lauch. A body canna be expeckit baith to mak the joke an' to see't. Na, that would be doin' twa fowks' wark."
"It was Sandy Claws, 'oman," says he, lauchin'. "He cudna get the box into your stockin', so he juist put your stockin' into the box. But it's juist sax an' half a dizzen, I suppose." I hude up the cake to the licht, an' read oot the braw white sugar letters "'To B. Bowden from a Fiend. But wha's the fiend, Sandy?" says I, I says. "Fiend!" roared Sandy, jumpin' ooten his bed. "Lat's see't."
They'll gie me quarters at Monkbarns readily eneugh, and I'll e'en hirple awa there wi' the wean, for it will knock its hams out, puir thing, if there's no somebody to guide the pony. Sae ye hae a letter, hinney? will ye let me see't?" "I'm no gaun to let naebody see the letter," sobbed the boy, "till I gie't to Mr. Lovel, for I am a faithfu' servant o' the office if it werena for the powny."
That's whaur maist the haill toon cam oot o'. It's a some eerie kin' o' a place to luik at i' this licht. I won'er at ye never saw't." "I have seen the opening there, but never took much notice of it before," said Ginevra. "Come an' I'll lat ye see't," rejoined Donal. "It's weel worth luikin' intill. Ye hae nae notion sic a place as 'tis.
We all heard this at once. Of course we thought of the trail no longer, but made a rush in the direction of the voices, causing the branches to fly on every side. "Whar's the bar?" cried Redwood, who was first up to the waggon, "whar did ye see't?"
"Well, but I'll hold it. Your hands are dirty." Dr. Whitmore eyed the hands disapprovingly. The Old Man read it slowly through, growing prouder every line. "You're all right, Dell I'll be doggoned if you ain't. Don't you worry about the dance I'll see't yuh get it. You go tell the Countess to bake up a lot of cake and truck, and I'll send some uh the boys around t' tell the neighbors.
Now, isna that a queer affair! My feth, but they maun hae managed matters unco cannily and cunningly; for deil a bit o' me ever could see the least inklin o' anything past ordinar between them." "You see onything o' that kind!" replied Mrs Adair, with an expression of the greatest contempt for her husband's penetration in affaires de coeur. "You see't, Robin! No I dare say no.
Eli's dressed a hin. I had to wring her neck. He wouldn't ha' done it; you know that, Dilly! An' I've been beatin' up eggs. Now don't you say one word. You be there by twelve. Jethro, you got a watch? You see't she starts, now!" And Mrs. Pike marched away victorious, her apron over her head, and waving one hand before her as she went.
'Brother Pitts, says he, 'who wept? The deacon see't he'd got to put some kind of a face on't, an' he looked up an' spoke out, as bold as brass. 'I conclude, says he, 'I conclude 't was the judges!" Even Miss Ware smiled a little, and adjusted her gold beads. The others laughed out rich and free. "Well, what'd that have to do with Isabel?" asked Mrs. Ellison, who never forgot the main issue.
"Weel, Jock, my man," continued I, but wi' a degree o' trepidation that I had great difficulty in concealin frae the boy, "tak this letter, and go to Mr. Barton's wi't, and rap canny at the door, and ask if Miss Barton's in. If she's in, ask a word o' her; and, when she comes, slip this letter into her haun. If she's no in, bring back the letter to me, and let naebody see't.
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