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Updated: June 3, 2025
But we'll come back here, and i' the gloamin', I'll gie ye a bit episode i' my life. Episode did I ca' 'it? Faith it's my life itsel', and no worth muckle, eyther. Ye'll be the first man that ever I tell't it till. And ye may judge o' my regaird for ye frae that fac'." Alec worked away at his catalogue, and then attended the afternoon lecture.
"Eh, my leddy!" broke in Annie Mair, who had waked up while they were speaking, "I wuss ye wad gar him tell ye that story, for my man he's h'ard 'im tell't, an' he says it's unco gruesome: I wad fain hear 't. Wauk up, Lizzy," she went on, in her eagerness waiting for no answer; "Ma'colm's gauin' to tell 's the tale o' the auld castel o' Colonsay.
Moreover, I saved ye from dour lyin' yersel'. Ye mind whan that man that Peter sent here to find Richard came, hoo ye said till him that Richard had never been here? Ye never knew why for that man wanted Richard, but I knew an' I never tell't ye. An' if ye had known what I knew, ye never could ha' tell't him what ye did so roundly an' sent him aboot his business wi' a straight face."
"An' she stoopit doon an' kissed my burnin' lips; an' I waukit up, an' the fever was a' past an' by. I tell't Betsy, an' she grat wi' joy. 'It's i' the Buik, she said. "'What's i' the Buik? I speirt. "'A little child shall lead them, Betsy said." I talked a little while with Geordie as one talks with a shipwrecked sailor who has gained the shore. He asked me to pray.
It sud hae been pu'ed doon fra the riggin to the fundation a century afore noo. And here we're pittin a clean face upo' 't, garrin' 't luik as gin it micht stan' anither century, and nobody had a richt to luik asclent at it." "It luiks weel eneuch." "I tell't ye that I was makin' a heepocreet.
"I did have him, but ye tore me aff," A pause again. "Where's yer gray dog?" This time the challenge was unmistakable. "I sent him after the Killer. Wheer's your Red Wull?" "At hame, as I tell't ye before." "Yo' mean yo' left him there?" M'Adam's fingers twitched. "He's where I left him." James Moore shrugged his shoulders. And the other began: "When did yer dog leave ye?"
'Eat an' jaw, came the succinct reply. 'But what dae ye jaw aboot? 'Onything ye like as long as ye leave oot the bad language. 'I doobt I'll no ha'e muckle to say, sighed Willie. 'She'll want to hear aboot the camp an' so on, Macgregor said, by way of encouragement. 'But that'll be piper's news to her. You've tell't her 'I've never had the time. Willie gasped.
'I'm tell't that he's left a muckle legacy to the Foundlings. What think ye o' that, laddie? 'He might have done worse, I replied, almost angrily, though inwardly I shivered. 'He might have left it to the cadies of the toon for drink.
"Ay, he's in," says I; "but you shud mind an' gie fowk their richt names when ye're seeking them. Ye micht hae smeddum enough to say Mester Bowden, or Alexander Bowden. Your teacher michta tell't ye that." I gaed awa' doon the yaird to get Sandy, an' juist as I was gaen oot at the back door I heard ane o' the sackets sayin', "What's she chatterin' aboot?
He tell't me whae ye were, and how ye were sent frae your father's house because ye wadna be a dealer, and that ye mightna disgrace your family wi' ganging on the stage. Ane Hammorgaw, our precentor, brought him here, and said he was an auld acquaintance; but I sent them both away wi' a flae in their lug for bringing me sic an errand, on sic a night.
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