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"And, mark you! over an' above all this, my feyther vere the boldest cove that ever " "Yes, yes!" exclaimed the fussy gentleman impatiently, "but where does my valise come in?" "Your walise, sir," said Mottle-face, deftly flicking the off wheeler, "your walise comes in at the end, sir, and I'm a-comin' to it as qvick as you'll let me." "Hum!" said the gentleman again.
Can ye say if the same man be now the sheriff of the county that has been sae for some years past? 'Na, he's got some other birth in Edinburgh, they say; but gude day, gudewife, I maun ride. She followed him to his horse, and, while he drew the girths of his saddle, adjusted the walise, and put on the bridle, still plied him with questions concerning Mr.
Callum told him also, 'tat his leather DORLACH wi' the lock on her was come frae Doune, and she was awa again in the wain wi' Vich Inn Vohr's walise, By this periphrasis Waverley readily apprehended his portmanteau was intended. He thought upon the mysterious packet of the maid of the cavern, which seemed always to escape him when within his very grasp.
"Ou, that's just what I said to Pate; if it like your honour, I'll tell you the very words; it's no worth making a lie for the matter 'Pate, said I, 'what ado had the lords and lairds and gentles at Lunnun wi' the carle and his walise?
Whereupon Mottle-face, leaning over, winked his owl-like eye, and spoke in a hoarse, penetrating whisper: "Ten mile, sir, an' not a vord out o' old Walise so far!" saying which he jerked his head towards the huddled form of the fussy gentleman, winked again, and turned away to curse the hurrying ostlers, albeit in a tone good-natured and jovial.
Can ye say if the same man be now the sheriff of the county that has been sae for some years past? 'Na, he's got some other birth in Edinburgh, they say; but gude day, gudewife, I maun ride. She followed him to his horse, and, while he drew the girths of his saddle, adjusted the walise, and put on the bridle, still plied him with questions concerning Mr.
"Vell, sir, that's me?" says Mottle-face, condescending to become aware of him at last. "Give me a hand up with my valise d'ye hear?" "Walise, sir? No, sir, can't be done, sir. In the boot, sir; guard, sir." "Boot!" cries the fussy gentleman indignantly. "I'll never trust my property in the boot!" "Then v'y not leave it be'ind, sir, and stay vith it, or "
"So should I," nodded Mottle-face "ah, that I should." "You you told me," spluttered the fussy gentleman, in sudden wrath, "that you were coming to my valise." "An' so ve have," nodded Mottle-face, triumphantly. "Ve're at it now; ve've been a-coming to that theer blessed walise ever since you come aboard." "Well, and what's to be done about it?" snapped the fussy gentleman.
Can ye say if the same man be now the sheriff of the county that has been sae for some years past? 'Na, he's got some other birth in Edinburgh, they say; but gude day, gudewife, I maun ride. She followed him to his horse, and, while he drew the girths of his saddle, adjusted the walise, and put on the bridle, still plied him with questions concerning Mr.
Callum told him also, tat his leather dorlach wi' the lock on her was come frae Doune, and she was awa again in the wain wi' Vich Ian Vohr's walise. By this periphrasis Waverley readily apprehended his portmanteau was intended. He thought upon the mysterious packet of the maid of the cavern, which seemed always to escape him when within his very grasp.
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