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He stood a moment expecting one, then broke out in a rage. "What for mak ye nae answer whan a body speirs ye a queston? That wasna mainners whan I was a bairn. Lord! ye micht as weel be ceevil! Isna it easy eneuch to lee?" "I would answer no man who was not prepared to believe me," said Cosmo quietly.
Men are blind in their own cause. Musle not the Oxens mouth. Many words would have meikle drink. Many man speirs the gate he kens full well. Man propones, but God dispones. Millers take ay the best Multar with their own Hand. Many man serves a thanklesse master. Mustard after meat. Many words fills not the furlot. Meikle Head, little Wit. Many Aunts, many Eames, many kin, and few friends.
There is really nothing to say about them.... The house after that is Woodside, the home of the two Miss Speirs. They are not ordinary. Miss Althea is a spiritualist. She sees visions and spends much of her time with spooks. Miss Clarice is a Buddhist. Their father, when he lived, was an elder in the U.F. Church. I sometimes wonder what he would say to his daughters now.
"'What is it you hinna done that you should hae done? she said. 'Oh, Mr. Whamond, if you want my help, it's yours. "'Your son's a' the earth to you, I cried, 'but my eldership's as muckle to me. Sax-and-twenty years hae I been an elder, and now I maun gie it up. "'Wha says that?" she speirs. "'I say it, I cried. 'I've shirked my duty. I gie ap my eldership now.
To Janet it was plain she knew more about Gibbie than she was inclined to tell, and it gave her a momentary sting of apprehension. "What was aboot him ye wad ken sae weel?" she asked in a tone of indifference, as if speaking only through the meshes of her work. "I'll ken them 'at speirs afore I tell," she replied sullenly.
"'The devil would just blaw her back again, says He, 'therefore kill her. 'And if I kill her, I says, 'they'll hang me. 'You can hang yoursel', says He. 'What wi'? I speirs. 'Wi' the reins o' the dogcart, says He. 'They would break, says I. 'Weel, weel, says He, 'though they do hang you, nobody'll miss you. 'That's true, says I, 'and You are a just God." He stood up and confronted her.
Only gin the mistress speirs onything aboot it, what am I to say? 'Bide till she speirs. Auld Spunkie says, "Ready-made answers are aye to seek." 'I'll luik and see. Wadna ye like it het up? 'Ow ay, gin ye binna lang aboot it. Suddenly a bell rang, shrill and peremptory, right above Shargar's head, causing in him a responsive increase of trembling. 'Haud oot o' my gait.
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