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The small youth, however, finding himself in a bantering mood, pursued his questions with increasing venom. "I suppose they call you Steenie at home?" he observed, with a sneer that was meant to be quite annihilating. "No, they don't," replied Stephen; "mother calls me Steevie." "Oh, Steevie, does she? Well, Steevie, were you ever licked over the knuckles with a ruler?"
Sir John Redgauntlet ordered the servants out of the room and then said to my gudesire, "Now, Steenie, ye see ye have fair play; and, as I have little doubt ye ken better where to find the siller than ony other body, I beg in fair terms, and for your own sake, that you will end this fasherie; for, Stephen, ye maun pay or flit."
'Ow, naething! At this time there's naething oot and aboot to be feart at. In what ye ca' the daytime, I'm a kin' o' in danger o' knockin mysel again things; I never du that at nicht. As he spoke he sprang to his feet, and they walked on. Kirsty's heart seemed to swell with pain; for Steenie was at once more rational and more strange than usual, and she felt the farther away from him.
But, troth, Steenie loves me so dearly, that he cares not that any one should ask favours of me but himself.
She turned her face from the house and made straight for the hill, only that she took, as she had generally done with Steenie, the easier and rather longer way. The notion of the presence of Steenie, which had been with her all the time, naturally suggested his house as the spot where she was wanted, and thither she sped.
'No a bittock, answered Kirsty, who felt awe anywhere on hilltop, in churchyard, in sunlit silent room but never fear. 'It's as like the place I was tellin ye aboot 'Ay, the cat-place! interrupted Steenie. 'The place wi' the pictur, returned Kirsty. Steenie darted forward, shot head-first into the hole as he had seen Kirsty do, and crept undismayed to the bottom of the slope.
The Duke gave him another smile of bitter scorn, and returned to his seat, in obedience to the commands of the king, who continued calling out, "Sit down, Steenie, sit down, I command ye we will hae nae harnsbreaking here."
"I will debate you for a warlock to the Privy Council!" said Sir John. "I will send you to your master, the devil, with the help of a tar-barrel and a torch!" "I intend to debate mysell to the Presbytery," said Steenie, "and tell them all I have seen last night, whilk are things fitter for them to judge of than a borrel man like me."
The next Sunday he heard read at church the story of the burial and resurrection of the Lord, and unavoidably after their talk about the catacombs, associated the chamber they had just discovered with the tomb in which 'they laid him, at the same time concluding the top of the hill, where he had, as he believed, on certain favoured nights met the bonny man, the place whence he ascended to come again as Steenie thought he did!
He had easily persuaded Steenie, who was a bold thoughtless young fellow, to engage in the frolic along with him, and the jest had been inadvertently carried a great deal farther than was designed.
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