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"I assure you, Mr. Taffril," replied Lovel, "whatever were the rank of my parents, I should never think of concealing it from a spirit of petty pride. But I am so situated at present, that I cannot enter on the subject of my family with any propriety."
Shortcake, a little squat personage, strained and stood on tiptoe to have her share of the investigation. "Ay, it's frae him, sure eneugh," said the butcher's lady; "I can read Richard Taffril on the corner, and it's written, like John Thomson's wallet, frae end to end." "Haud it lower down, madam," exclaimed Mrs.
In short, he formed the resolution which might have been expected from so young a man, to shut the eyes, namely, of his calmer reason, and follow the dictates of his offended pride. With this purpose he sought Lieutenant Taffril.
"Weel, weel, a' in gude time," said the beggar "I can use a little wee bit freedom wi' Mr. Daniel Taffril; mony's the peery and the tap I worked for him langsyne, for I was a worker in wood as weel as a tinkler." "You are either mad, Adam, or have a mind to drive me mad."
"And what is Taffril and his gun-brig to me?" "Sir!" said Miss Wardour in astonishment; for Sir Arthur, in his ordinary state of mind, took a fidgety sort of interest in all the gossip of the day and country. "I say," he repeated in a higher and still more impatient key, "what do I care who is saved or lost? It's nothing to me, I suppose?"
"He is right he is right," exclaimed Taffril; "you must not attempt to get on the high-road get into the wood till night. My brig will be under sail by that time, and at three in the morning, when the tide will serve, I shall have the boat waiting for you at the Mussel-crag. Away-away, for Heaven's sake!" "O yes! fly, fly!" repeated the wounded man, his words faltering with convulsive sobs.
In short, he formed the resolution which might have been expected from so young a man, to shut the eyes, namely, of his calmer reason, and follow the dictates of his offended pride. With this purpose he sought Lieutenant Taffril.
Ruth, as the woods surrounding the ruins were popularly called, from the sea-shore. The first level beam of the sun, as his brilliant disk began to emerge from the ocean, shot full upon the little gun-brig which was lying-to in the offing close to the shore the boat was already waiting, Taffril himself, with his naval cloak wrapped about him, seated in the stern.
Some say it was out o' compliment to Lieutenant Taffril, for it's neist to certain that he'll marry Jenny Caxon, some say it's to please your honour and Monkbarns that wear wigs and some say there's some auld story about a periwig that ane o' the bailies got and neer paid for Onyway, there he is, sitting cockit up like a skart upon the tap o' the craig, to skirl when foul weather comes."
Weel, Monkbarns is closeted wi' the shirra whatever puir folk may be left thereout ye needna doubt that the gentlemen are aye unco civil amang themsells." "For heaven's sake, my old friend" "Canna ye bid me gang to the deevil at ance, Mr. Lovel? it wad be mair purpose fa'ard than to speak o' heaven in that impatient gate." "But I have private business with Lieutenant Taffril here."
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