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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.
"Weel, I dinna won'er at that!" returned Agnes with a little sigh. "Efter the w'y the maister behaved til ye, the laird cud ill lat ye gang there again. But what's he gaein' to du wi' ye, Maister Cosmo, gien a body micht speir 'at has nae richt to be keerious?" "He's sen'in' me to maister Simon," answered Cosmo. "I wuss I was gaein' tu," sighed Aggie.
And then we began to drink about, and then I betted he would not drink out a quartern of Hollands without drawing breath, and then he tried it, and just then Slounging Jock and Dick Spur'em came in, and we clinked the darbies on him, took him as quiet as a lamb; and now he's had his bit sleep out, and is as fresh as a May gowan, to answer what your honour likes to speir. This narrative, delivered with a wonderful quantity of gesture and grimace, received at the conclusion the thanks and praises which the narrator expected.
In the Sun, of November 24th, 1878, a fuller account of this young lady was given, mainly however, in regard to her "clairvoyant," or "second-sight" power. Relative to her abstinence from food, I quote the following conversation between the reporter and Dr. Speir. "'Is it true that she has not partaken of food in all these thirteen years?
"Ye wad tell yer father, wadna ye?" he said kindly. "My father wadna speir. My father's a guid man." "Weel, Phemy, though ye winna trust me supposin' I was to trust you?" "Ye can du that gien ye like." "An' ye winna tell?" "I s' mak nae promises. It's no trustin', to gar me promise." "Weel, I wull trust ye. Tell the laird to haud weel oot o' sicht for a while." "He'll du that," said Phemy.
"'I dinna ken, I said, 'whaur nane o' thae gaed; but did yer mother hae a staff? "'A little staff, he said; 'it was near black wi' age. She couldna gang frae the bed to her chair withoot it. It was broadened oot at the foot wi' her leanin' on't sae muckle. "'I've heard tell, I said, ''at the dominie up i' Glen Quharity took awa the staff. "He didna speir for nae other thing.
Fear God, an' mind thy wark, an' thou needna speir o' the sun what gate to turn the boat." "My Norse blood willna stand ony Scot stirring it up, Sinclair. I come o' a mighty kind " "Tush, man! Mules mak' an unco' full about their ancestors having been horses. It has come to this, Geordie: thou must be laird o' theesel' before I'll trust thee again with ony craft o' mine."
"I canna get at the richts o' what keeped him frae the meeting, Femie, but it had something to do wi' an Egyptian on the hill. Very like he had been trying to stop the gypsy marriage there. I gaed to the manse to speir at Jean what was wrang, but I'm thinking I telled her mair than she could tell me." "Man, man, Andrew, the wite o't lies wi' Peter Tosh.
"Come, Aggie," he said abruptly, "I want to ken what for Grizzie was in sic a terror aboot her pock last nicht. I'm thinkin' I hae a richt to ken." "I wish ye wadna speir," returned Aggie, after but a moment's pause. "Aggie," said Cosmo, "gien ye tell me it's nane o' my business, I winna speir again."
Weel, I will na fash you with reproaches, but even enlighten ye, since you seem a decent man’s bairn, and you speir a civil question. Yon river is called the Tweed; and yonder, over the brig, is Scotland. Did ye never hear of the Tweed, my bonny man?’
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