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"But a' at ance it was borne in upo me, that there maun be something to accoont for the thing. At the same time I daurna speir at God himsel what that thing can be. For there's something waur noo, and has been for some time, than ever was there afore! He has sic a luik, as gien he saw nor heard onything but ae thing, the whilk ae thing keeps on inside him, and winna wheesht.
Matthew, and came to these words: "If two of you shall agree on earth as touching anything that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of My Father which is in heaven." "There's twa o' 's here!" cried Andrew, laying down the book. "Lat's try 't!" "Try what?" said Sandy. His brother read the passage again. "Lat the twa o' 's speir Him for something!" concluded Andrew. "What wull't be?"
"That maks the thing luik waur, nae doobt," allowed Lizzy, with something of cunning. Can ye min'?" she pursued. "I discharged him." "An' what for, gien I may mak' hold to speir, sir?" she went on. "For insolence." "Wad ye tell me hoo he answert ye? Dinna think me meddlin', sir. I'm clear certain there's been some mistak. Ye cudna be sae guid to me, an' be ill to him, ohn some mistak."
"How did you no lay haud on that blast o' wind, Lauchlan Campbell," asked Elspeth of her husband, "and speir at him what had happened at the Spittal? A quarrel afore a marriage brings ill luck." "I'm thinking," said the farmer, "that Rintoul's making his ain ill luck by marrying on a young leddy." "A man's never ower auld to marry," said Elspeth.
"Only," said Robert, in final warning, "dinna ye lat them tak ye, Gibbie, an' score yer back again, my cratur; an' dinna ye answer naebody, whan they speir what ye're ca'd, onything mair nor jist Gibbie." The boy laughed and nodded, and, as Janet said, the bairn's nick was guid 's the best man's word. Now came a happy time for the two boys.
'The auld witch hasna gotten a grup o' her again? cried the shoemaker, starting half up in alarm. 'She cam here to me aboot the shune, but I reckon I sortit her! 'I winna speir what ye said, returned Robert. 'It's no maitter noo. And the tears rose to his eyes. His bonny lady! 'The Lord guide 's! exclaimed the soutar. 'What is the maitter wi' the bonnie leddy?
Ance mair, gien ye wad but hearken til ane 'at confesses he oucht to ken, even sud he be i' the wrang, I tell ye that horsie is NOT siller na, nor naething like it." "Plague take the man! what is it, then?" cried the laird. "What for didna ye speir that at me afore?" rejoined Jeames. "It wad hae gien me leeberty to tell ye to the best o' my abeelity that is.
"But what reason am I to gie him for disturbin' him?" asked Alec. "Ow nane ava. Jist tak' a moufu' o' Greek wi' ye to speir the richt meanin' o', gin ye maun hae a rizzon." "That will do just first-rate," said Alec; "for here I have been puzzling over a sentence for the last half hour with nobody but this dim-sighted ghost of a Schrevelius to help me out with it. I'll go directly.
"That wad come till a trial o' brains, my lord," returned Malcolm: "an' ye dinna think I wadna hae the wit to speir advice; an', what's mair, to ken whan it was guid, an' tak it. There's lawyers, my lord." "And their expenses?" "Who would see that you applied it properly?" "My ain conscience, my lord, or Mr. Graham gien ye likit." "And how would you live yourself?"
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