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I must go home to dinner. My wife is a box-opener she will not know what has become of me. The theatre opens at a quarter to six, you know." "Yes, I know . . . but remember dat I am alone in die earth, dat I haf no friend. You dat haf shed a tear for Bons enliden me; I am in teep tarkness, und Bons said dat I vas in der midst of shcoundrels."
"Ah, my poy! where ta light kets in, ta tarkness will pe ketting in too. Tis now, your whole pody will pe full of tarkness, as ta piple will say, and Tuncan's pody tat will pe full of ta light." Then with suddenly changed tone he said "Listen, Malcolm, my son! She 'll pe fery uneasy till you 'll wass pe come home." "What's the maitter noo, daddy?" returned Malcolm.
"Malcolm, my son! Will it pe your own self?" it said. "It wull that, daddy," answered Malcolm. The piper was sitting on a fallen tree, with the snow settling softly upon him. "But it's ower cauld for ye to be sittin' there i' the snaw, an' the mirk tu!" added Malcolm. "Ta tarkness will not be ketting to ta inside of her," returned the seer.
"Ah, my poy! where ta light kets in, ta tarkness will pe ketting in too. This now, your whole pody will pe full of tarkness, as ta Piple will say, and Tuncan's pody tat will pe full of ta light." Then with suddenly changed tone he said, "Listen, Malcolm, my son! Shell pe ferry uneasy till you'll wass pe come home." "What's the maitter noo, daddy?" returned Malcolm.
As he neared the house, he heard Duncan's voice. "Malcolm, my son! Will it pe your ownself?" it said. "It wull that, daddy," answered Malcolm. The piper was sitting on a fallen tree, with the snow settling softly upon him. "But it's ower cauld for ye to be sittin' there i' the snaw, an' the mirk tu," added Malcolm. "Ta tarkness will not be ketting to ta inside of her," returned the seer.
I must go home to dinner. My wife is a box-opener she will not know what has become of me. The theatre opens at a quarter to six, you know." "Yes, I know... but remember dat I am alone in die earth, dat I haf no friend. You dat haf shed a tear for Bons enliden me; I am in teep tarkness, und Bons said dat I vas in der midst of shcoundrels."
"And if she'll tie tonight, my poy," said Duncan, "she'll pe lie awake in her crave all ta long tarkness, to pe waiting to hear ta voice of your worrts in ta morning. And nefer you mind, Malcolm, she'll has learned to forgife you for peing only ta one half of yourself a cursed Cam'ell." Miss Horn gave Malcolm a wink, as much as to say, "Let the old man talk.
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