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"How did you get in?" repeated the marquis. "Ow! there's mony w'ys o' winnin' in, my lord. The last time I cam in but ane, it was 'maist ower the carcass o' Johnny there, wha wad fain hae hauden me oot, only he hadna my blin' daddy ahint him to ile 's jints." "An' dinna ye ca' that brakin' in?" said Bykes.
I ken a' the w'ys o' the place, and that they'll lea' me plenty o' time for the bairnie: ye maun jist lat me step again intil my ain auld place! and gien onybody comes, it winna tak me a minute to mak mysel tidy as becomes the minister's wife! Only he says that's to be a' ower noo, and there'll be no need!" With that she broke into a little song, and went on with her work, singing.
"Yes, sir," affirmed Doggott respectfully. "I'm a bit too old to chynge my w'ys; a valet I've been all my life and a valet I'll die, sir. It's too lyte to think of anything else." "But with this money, Doggott " "Beg pardon, sir, but I know; I could live easy like a gentleman if I liked but I wouldn't be a gentleman, so what's the use of that?
Eh, but the w'ys o' the Almichty are truly no to be mizzered by mortal line! The lass maun surely be intendit for marvellous things, to be dealt wi' efter sic an extra- ordnar fashion!
It is better to have many upon the high road of learning, than a few even at its goal, if that were possible. As to Donal's going to Mr. Sclater's house, Janet soon relieved him. "Na, na, sir," she said; "it wad be to learn w'ys 'at wadna be fittin' a puir lad like him." "It would be much safer for him." said Mr. Sclater, but incidentally.
But the upshot o' 't a' was an ill ane; for, efter maybe aboot a month or sae o' sic friendship as was atween them, there cam a nicht 'at brouchtna the captain hame; for ye maun un'erstan', wi' a' his rouch w'ys, an' his drinkin', an' his cairt-playin', he was aye hame at nicht, an' safe intil's bed, whaur he sleepit i' the best chaumer i' the castle.
He had ridden but a short distance when he was overtaken by a boy on a fast pony, who pulled up as he neared him. "Whaur are ye for?" asked Malcolm. "I'm gaein' for Mistress Cat'nach," answered the boy. "Gang yer w'ys than, an' dinna haud the deid waitin'," said Malcolm with a shudder. The boy cast a look of dismay behind him and galloped off. The snow still fell and the night was dark.
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