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Updated: April 30, 2025
'What for will ye no let me tell the master that he comes every day? 'Ye must no tell my father, Jeanie Trim' querulously. 'No, no; nor my mither. They'll maybe be telling him to bide away. 'Why would they be telling him to bide away? 'Tuts! How can I tell ye why, when I dinna ken mysel'? Why will ye fret me? I'll tak' no more tea. Tak' it away! 'I tell ye he'll ask me if ye took it up.
"I've been talking to the man who brought the letter, and he says that Lord Tulli I mean the Baron declares positively that he is a German nobleman!" "Tuts, fiddlesticks!" scoffed her father. "Verra like a whale," pronounced the sage. "I wouldn't believe what HE said," declared Mrs. Gallosh. "One can SEE he isn't," said Mrs. Rentoul.
A sympathetic light shone in Auntie Jinit's bright eyes, and a shrewd, knowing pair of eyes they were. Not much escaped them, and her visit to The Dale the day before, coupled with Elizabeth's disappointed appearance, told her plainly that all was not well between the girl and her aunt. "Tuts, lass," she said, "the warm weather 'll be along foreby, an' she'll pick up.
'Tuts, father, Governors! said his wife scornfully, not because she had any inherent objection to Governors as sons-in-law, but because she usually cried down what her husband said. 'The chief difficulty would be that they are usually married before they come to this country aren't they, father? Eelan spoke with a twinkling smile.
And this time I put the cartes bye, firmly determined that my usual easy and pliant mood in fair company would be my own enemy no more. "Another chappin of ale," said he. "Tearlach, get Elrigmore to bide another bit. Tuts, the night's but young, the chap of two and a fine clear clean air with a wind behind you for Shira Glen." "Wheest!" said Tearlach of a sudden, and he put up a hand.
"Well, you see, Margaret is by way of being an heiress and you are not." "I'm sorry. But, you see, I couldn't very well be if I tried. Still I'm not absolutely penniless, and " "Tuts, boy! What you have is just about enough to pay Jeremiah Pixley's servants' wages." "D-hang Jeremiah Pixley!" "D-hang is not a nice expression to use before a lady, let me tell you.
He saw the girl's face betray her natural alarm, and amended his words almost too quickly for the sake of the illusion. "Tuts, tuts!" he cried. "I forgot the wood was searched before, and here I'm putting a dismal black face on a drab business. We might be a thousand times worse. Again the girl blushed most fiercely. "Thank God!
"Tuts! never mind, Mary, my dear," said he, "it might have been with Jamie yonder on the field, and there there you have a son in a manner left to comfort you." Then he began to wander anew. "A son," said he, "a son. Whose son? Turner threw our sonlessness in our Jock's face, but it was in my mind there was a boy somewhere we expected something of."
Then the apple rose in his throat, and he turned him round about that I might not guess the tear was at his eye. "Tuts," said I, broken, "'tis at my own; I feel like a girl." "Just a tickling at the pap o' the hass," he said in English; and then we both laughed. It was the afternoon when we got into the town.
She took the boy by the hand, she led him into the kitchen, she cried "Peggy, Peggy," and when her servant appeared she said, "Here's our new young gentleman, Peggy," and stroked his hair again, and Peggy smiled widely and looked about for something to give him, and put a bowl of milk to his lips. "Tuts!" cried Miss Mary, "it's not a calf we have; we will not spoil his dinner.
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