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That is a bygane, and there is nae use at a' speiring after it. How is the lad to be saved? That is the question now." "O Jenny, then you dare to hope for his salvation?" "I would think it far mair sinfu' to despair o' it. The Father has twa kinds o' sons, deacon.
"There was a man at Grisapol," she said, "in the month of May a little, yellow, black-avised body, they tell me, with gold rings upon his fingers, and a beard; and he was speiring high and low for that same ship." It was towards the end of April that I had been given these papers to sort out by Dr.
'Here is the muckle hall all alight, and this King Rene, as they call him, twanging on his lute, and but that the Seigneur Dauphin is talking to the English Lord on some question of Gascon boundaries, we should have him speiring for you. I saw the eye of him roaming after you, as it was.
They came into the glen and so went down with the stream to the open land and to White Farm. "Where hae you been?" asked Jenny. "Here was father hame frae the shearing with his eyes blurred, speiring for you to read to him!" "I was walking by the glen and the laird came down through, so we made here together. Where is grandfather?" "He wadna sit waiting. He's gane to walk on the muir.
"That's what I'll do." muttered Jean, but she said aloud "But it micht be that particular rose he liked?" "Havers, Jean. To a thinking man one rose is identical wi' another rose. But how are you speiring?" "Just out o' curiosity, and I maun be stepping now. Thank you kindly, Tammas, for your humour." "You're welcome," Haggart answered, and closed his window.
Wallace: I wouldna wonder but she's speiring him for bawbees." "Will he take the Skeighan Road, I wonder?" "Or the Fechars?" "He's a great man for gathering gowans and other sic trash. He's maybe for a dander up the burn juist. They say he's a great botanical man." "Ay," said Brodie, "paidling in a burn's the ploy for him. He's a weanly gowk."
"Have you a kane o' cheese to sell, Irrendavie?" was his blithe salutation. "I have," said Irrendavie, and he eyed him suspiciously. For what was Wilson speiring for? He wasna a cheese-merchant. "How much the stane are ye seeking for't?" said Wilson. "I have just been asking Mr. Gourlay here for seven-and-six," said Irrendavie, "but he winna rise a penny on the seven!"
"I did that because I heard you were calling yourself a blockhead." "Oho," said he, "so you have been speiring about me though you winna speak to me!" Grizel looked alarmed, and thinking to weaken his case, said, hastily, "I very nearly kept it from you, I said often to myself 'I won't tell him." "So you have been thinking a lot about me!" was his prompt comment.
She had heard they travelled all over the world, and if so, it was more than likely they had seen Davie Cargill; "at ony rate, he would gie advice worth speiring after."
"I would not be having him less," she cried, a little pleased as I thought; and then, as she turned to go, "There's a bonny wild lass at McCurdy's old hut, Dan, and she told me where to look for ye. Ye might tell her Mirren Stuart was speiring for her kindly, and thinking naething of Dan McBride, for the look she gied me out o' her black een made me grue." So Belle was still at McCurdy's hut.
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