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But she cam nae speed wi' him; an' at last she says, says she, 'Geordie, I can make nothing of him: what in the world is to be done? 'Gie him a shairp upward yark, my leddy, says I; 'there canna be muckle strength o' resistance left in him by this time! Weel, she did as I tellt her I will say this for Leddy Carline, that she's aye biddable.
'Ye s' get that, answered Marion. 'But what want ye a can'le for i' the braid mids o' the daylicht? 'We want to gang doon a hole, replied Steenie with flashing eyes, 'and see the pictur o' the bonny man. 'Hoot, Steenie! I tellt ye it wasna there, interposed Kirsty. 'Na, returned Steenie; 'ye only said yon hole wasna that place. Ye said the bonny man was there, though I michtna see him.
She better write them a bit letter, an' tell them she's fa'en in wi' an auld acquaintance, a lass ca'd Agnes Gracie, a dacent yoong wuman, an' haein' lost her ro'd an' bein' unco tired, she's gaein' hame wi' her to sleep; an' the laird o' Glenwarlock was sae kin' 's to sen' his man upo' his horse to cairry the letter. That w'y there'll be nae lees tellt, an' no ower muckle o' the trowth."
"Well, the plain truth is, sir, that her ladyship has been keeping sae much to herself that it's not rightly possible to tell what's been in her mind. But it was the afternoon when Mr. Rattar had been at the house that she sent for Miss Farmond and tellt her then she was wanting her to stop on." "That would be after she knew the contents of the will!
"An' jist bethink ye, my lord: wad it be onything less nor an imposition to lat a man merry her ohn tellt him what she was?" "You insolent old woman!" cried the marquis, losing his temper, discretion and manners all together. "Go and do your worst, and be damned to you!"
Cosmo turned and saw Elspeth, his master's daughter already mentioned. "Whaur's the wrang o' that, Miss Elsie?" he answered. "Arena we tellt to sing an' mak melody to the Lord?" "Ay, but i' yer hert, no lood oot 'cep' it be i' the kirk. That's the place to sing upo' Sundays. Yon wasna a psalm-tune ye was at!" "Maybe no.
"And syne no to haud my face til't! Isy, I hae been a scoonrel til ye! I'm that disgustit at mysel 'at I canna luik ye i' the face!" "Ye didna ken whaur I was! I ran awa that naebody micht ken." "What rizzon was there for onybody to ken? I'm sure ye never tellt!" Isy went to the door and called Maggie. James stared after her, bewildered.
'No gien it was 'at naething wud ever gar him merry ye? 'That he micht weel say, for he winna need garrin! But he never said it, and ye needna try to threpe it upo' me! she added, in a tone that showed the very idea too painful. 'He did say't, Phemy. 'Wha tellt ye? It's lees! Somebody's leein! 'He said it til me himsel. Never a lee has onybody had a chance o' puttin intil the tale!
When the time came, therefore, Cosmo presented himself. With a look of astonishment shadowed by disappointment, the worthy farmer held out his hand. "Laird," he said, "I didna expec' YOU!" "What for no?" returned Cosmo. "Haena I been yer fee'd man for months!" "Ye put me in a kin' o' a painfu' doobt, laird. Fowk tellt me ye had fa'en heir til a sicht o' siller!"
He comed fra oor toon, and he tellt me hissen the neet afore: 'Jock, 'e said, 'tha'll write to me wife, woan't tha? And ah said, 'Doan't be a fule, Ben, tha'll be all right. 'Noa, Jock, he tellt me, 'ah knaw'd afore ah left heeam ah should be killt. Ah saw a mouldiwarp dead afore oor door; me wife fair dithered when she saw't." The chaplain and myself looked puzzled.
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