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"She wunna hae time, lad," said Sharpitlaw; "the woodie will hae it's ain o' her before that a woman's heart takes a lang time o' breaking." "That's according to the stuff they are made o' sir," replied Ratcliffe "But to make a lang tale short, I canna undertake the job. It gangs against my conscience."
"And besides, ye donnard carle," continued Sharpitlaw, triumphantly, "the minister did say that he thought he knew something of the features of the birkie that spoke to him in the Park, though he could not charge his memory where or when he had seen them." "It's evident, then, your honour will be right," said Ratcliffe.
"One woman," said Sharpitlaw, for, like all rogues, he was a great calumniator of the fair sex,* "one woman is enough to dark the fairest ploy that was ever planned; and how could I be such an ass as to expect to carry through a job that had two in it? But we know how to come by them both, if they are wanted, that's one good thing."
"It's a' very weel, sir, I thank ye," said the poor prisoner, in a tone how different from the sportive vivacity of those of the Lily of St. Leonard's! "it's a' very gude ower gude for me." "He must have been a great villain, Effie, who brought you to this pass," said Sharpitlaw.
And if the Bailie will get me directions and authority from the Provost, I'll speak wi' Daddie Rat mysell; for I'm thinking I'll make mair out o' him than ye'll do." Mr. Sharpitlaw, being necessarily a man of high trust, was accordingly empowered, in the course of the day, to make such arrangements as might seem in the emergency most advantageous for the Good Town.
Madge Wildfire was not so absolutely void of common sense as not to understand this innuendo; and while Ratcliffe, in seemingly anxious haste of obedience, hastened to the spot where Sharpitlaw waited to deliver up Jeanie Deans to his custody, she fled with all the despatch she could exert in an opposite direction.
I would be of some advantage to you if I could," said Sharpitlaw, in a soothing tone; "and I ken naething sae likely to serve ye, Effie, as gripping this rascal, Robertson." "O dinna misca' him, sir, that never misca'd you! Robertson? I am sure I had naething to say against ony man o' the name, and naething will I say."
I hae aften been sequestered as a witness, for the Sheriff is in the use whiles to cry me in to witness the declarations at precognitions, and so is Mr. Sharpitlaw; but I was ne'er like to be sequestered o' land and gudes but ance, and that was lang syne, afore I was married. But whisht, whisht! here's the Court coming."
"Your conscience, Rat?" said Sharpitlaw, with a sneer, which the reader will probably think very natural upon the occasion. "Ou ay, sir," answered Ratcliffe, calmly, "just my conscience; a'body has a conscience, though it may be ill wunnin at it. I think mine's as weel out o' the gate as maist folk's are; and yet it's just like the noop of my elbow, it whiles gets a bit dirl on a corner."
"That wad gar me greet," said Madge, sobbing, "but it couldna gar me mind, ye ken." "She is ower far past reasonable folks' motives, sir," said Ratcliffe, "to mind siller, or John Dalgleish, or the cat-and-nine-tails either; but I think I could gar her tell us something." "Try her, then, Ratcliffe," said Sharpitlaw, "for I am tired of her crazy pate, and be d d to her."
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