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Ye aye anger me; but I wad raither hae a body anger me wi' tellin' me the trowth, nor I wad hae a' the fair words i' the dictionar'. It's a strange thing, wumman, but aye whan a body's tryin' maist to gang upricht he's sure to catch a dreidfu' fa'. There I hae been warstlin' wi' my ill-temper mair nor ever I did i' my life afore; and I never i' my days lickit twa laddies for lickin' ane anither till jist this verra day.
"The gran' diffeeculty is hoo He can lat ilk ane tak' his ain gait an' yet luik efter them a'. But gien He does't, it stan's to rizzon it maun be in some w'y 'at them 'at's sae luikit efter canna by ony possibeelity un'erstan'." "That's trowth, I'm thinkin'. We maun jist gi'e up an' confess there's things abune a' human comprehension."
But ye wull lat me kiss him afore ye tak him awa'? my ain bairnie, whause vera comin I had prepared shame for! Oh my God! But he kens naething aboot it, and winna ken for years to come! And nane but his ain mammie maun brak the dreid trowth til him! and by that time he'll lo'e her weel eneuch to be able to bide it!
'Weel, I kenna wha brocht the shune, as I tellt ye a'ready. 'But they wantit nae men'in'. 'I micht hae men't them an' forgotten 't, mem. 'Noo ye're leein'. 'Gin ye gang on that gait, mem, I winna speyk a word o' trowth frae this moment foret. 'Jist tell me what ye ken aboot thae shune, an' I'll no say anither word. 'Weel, mem, I'll tell ye the trowth.
Gien a meenut mair had been ony guid til her, thinkna ye she wud hae had that meenut!" "Willna ye come in and see her? Some fowk canna bide to luik upo the deid, but ye're no are o' sic!" "Na; it's trowth I daurna be nane o' sic. I s' richt wullinly gang wi' ye to luik upo the face o' ane 'at's won throuw!"
'Weel, that's something as I think. An' until I'm sure that a man has had the trowth shawn till him in sic a way 's that, I canna alloo mysel' to think that hooever he may hae sinned, he has finally rejeckit the trowth.
"Weel!" exclaimed the farmer, "it jist blecks me to ken hoo there can be ony trowth i' the Bible, whan a man like that comes sae near to beggin' his breid!" "He is very near it, certainly," assented Cosmo, "but why not he as well as another?" "'Cause they tell me the Bible says the richteous man sall never come to beg his breid." "Well, NEAR is not THERE. But I fancy there must be a mistake.
"The less the better," muttered Miss Horn; but her unwelcome visitor went on: "Them 'at 's maist i' my debt kens least aboot it; and then mithers canna be said to hae muckle to be thankfu' for. It's God's trowth, I ken waur nor ever I did mem. A' the same, gien ye dinna tak the help o' my han', ye winna refuse me the sicht o' my een, puir thing!"
"That would be nae ferlie, woman! Whan was it ever we kent onything gaein on i' that mysterious laddie! Na, but his had need be a guid conscience, for did ever onybody ken eneuch aboot it or him to say richt or wrang til 'im! But gien ye hae a thoucht he's ever wranged that lassie, I s' hae the trowth o' 't, gien it cost him a greitin!
"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.
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