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'Ay! and t' shop's doin' a vast o' business, I've heard say. He's a deal better company, too, 'n or he used to be. He'd a way o' preaching wi' him as a couldn't abide; but now he tak's his glass, an' holds his tongue, leavin' room for wiser men to say their say. Such was a conjugal colloquy about this time.
'Hooisht! lass, thaa mornd try to speerit through th' clouds that are raand abaat His throne. He tak's one i' one way, an another i' another; but if He tak's em to Hissel they're better off than they'd be wi' us. 'Well, Gronny, aw tell thee, aw cornd see it i' that way yet; and again the mother caressed the body of her son.
"Weel, I kenna; but ony gait I canna think it can be again' the trowth o' the gospel to wuss yersel' mair alane wi' yer God nor ye ever can be in sic an awfu' Babylon o' a place as this." "Na, na, Peter; I'm no sayin' that. I ken weel we're to gang intill the closet and shut to the door. I'm only afeart 'at there be something wrang in mysel' 'at tak's 't ill to be amon' sae mony neibors.
Not as they needed to do it for their own profit, but just because they were the sons o' t' King, they couldn't help it. Christians mustn't complain of any kind o' a road that tak's 'em home." "But sometimes, Martha, it seems as if the other road was so smooth and pleasant." "Two roads are a bit different t' road to Babylon and t' road to Jerusalem aren't t' same.
Coulson is i' t' shop, but he'll not notice thee like Phoebe. By-and-by Kester came back. It seemed as though Sylvia had never stirred; she looked eagerly at him, but did not speak. 'He went away i' Rob Mason's mail-cart, him as tak's t' letters to Hartlepool. Corneys has been theere askin' for him, an' makin' a piece o' work, as he niver went near em; and they bees cousins.
"It tak's mair than a score o' yowes to stock a muir!" "Bide a wile God made a' thing for something even lasses!" Nevertheless these were hard days for Patsy. Life at the Lodge was becoming extremely complex. Prince Eitel in his pervading way took a great deal too much for granted.
What wad ye convert me till? A swine? Or a sma' peddlin' crater that tak's a bawbee mair for rowin' up the pigtail in a foul paper? Ca' ye that conversion? I'll bide as I am." "It's waste o' precious time speikin' to you, Mr Cupples," returned Bruce, moving off with a red face. "'Deed is't," retorted Cupples; "and I houp ye winna forget the fac'? It's o' consequens to me."
"She's got too much pie-jaw for me," said Tom sulkily. "I'm noan goin' to be a Methody parson." "Thou'st goin' to be a bigger fool than I thought tha ever could be," retorted his mother angrily. "That tak's a bit o' doin'," replied Tom as he fumbled with his boot laces. "Thou'st gi'en up a nice lass for a brazen-faaced 'uzzy; thou'rt an addle-'eaded ninny. Can'st'a see?"
Whereat David waved his hands in a sort of contemptuous wonder. 'If it were the Duchess of York now! he said. 'She is far bonnier and even prouder, gin that be what tak's your fancy! And as to our Jeanie, they are all cockering her up till she'll no be content with a king. I doot me if the Paip himself wad be good enough for her!
Pennycuick, noo," said Hendry, shaking his head in wonder at what he had to tell; "him 'at's minister at Tilliedrum. Weel, when he was a probationer he was michty poor, an' one day he was walkin' into Thrums frae Glen Quharity, an' he tak's a rest at a little housey on the road. The fowk didna ken him ava, but they saw he was a minister, an' the lassie was sorry to see him wi' sic an auld hat.
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