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The good woman abridged the period of hesitation by inquiring, "Was ye wanting the gudeman or me, lass?" "I wanted to speak with Mr. Butler, if he's at leisure," replied Jeanie. "Gang in by then, my woman," answered the goodwife; and opening the door of a room, she announced the additional visitor with, "Mr. Butler, here's a lass wants to speak t'ye."

They lay sprawled about their fire, four grim-looking fellows, ragged and unkempt, three of them talking together and one who lay groaning ever and anon. "Be damned, t'ye, Joel for a lily-livered dog!" growled a great, bony fellow, "Here's good an island as man can want " "And full of bloody Indians eh, Humphrey?" says a black-jowled fellow, turning on the wounded man.

Seeing me advance, he turned to me with a queer, puzzled expression in his funny eyes, and said with an earnestness that came near defeating its purpose, "Good ev'n'n t'ye, stranger." "Good evening, sir," I replied, after having analyzed his salutation and extracted the sense of it.

In the morning I awoke greatly refreshed, and feeling well enough to leave my bed, which I did, and came down into the bar of the house to look for her. I found only her uncle, a weazened, peevish man, who had showed himself very little while the privateersmen were about his house. I bade him a courteous good morrow. "Good morrow t'ye," he snapped out churlishly.

"If he had handkerchief over his head he'd look for all the world like the Devil in the picture of the Temptation." "Well, thank you for telling me," said the young reddleman, smiling faintly. "And good night t'ye all." He withdrew from their sight down the barrow. "I fancy I've seen that young man's face before," said Humphrey. "But where, or how, or what his name is, I don't know."

When he drew near to the village, or rather to the hall, which was a mile from the village, he overtook a slim, quick-eyed woman, sauntering along at a leisurely pace. She was fashionably dressed in a green spencer, with 'Mameluke' sleeves, and wore a velvet Spanish hat and feather. 'Good afternoon t'ye, ma'am, said Festus, throwing a sword-and-pistol air into his greeting.

Bennett, owin' to town opinions, you try the gardenin' business! That'll make a man of ye! I allus sez if Adam had stuck to the gardenin' business an' left the tailorin' trade alone we'd have all been in Eden now!" His eyes twinkled, as glancing round the company, he saw that his words had made an impression and awakened a responsive smile "Good- night t'ye!"

Low as your knees, I therefore lift my hands t'ye, that ye neither make sport of our night-worship, nor dishonour the mysteries of so many years, which, 'tis not every one, even among our selves, that knows."

"'Good-evening t'ye, Mr. Free, said the ghost; 'and av I might be bould, what's in the jug? for ye see, my father had it under his arm fast, and never let it go when he was asleep. "'Pater noster qui es in, poteen, sir, said my father; for the ghost didn't look pleased at his talking Latin. "'Ye might have the politeness to ax if one had a mouth on him, then, says the ghost.

But hae there's some crumbs t'ye, an ye are sae merry; and troth ye hae some reason to sing an ye kent it, for your cage comes by nae faut o' your ain, and I may thank mysell that I am closed up in this weary place." Ochiltree's soliloquy was disturbed by a peace-officer, who came to summon him to attend the magistrate.

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