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One man a stranger hammered his empty pipe-bowl on the table in applause. "Whae was the man, d'ye say?" he asked. "A neeger?" Lewis laughed. "Not a nigger most certainly, though he had a brown face." "And ye risked your life for a black o' some kind? Man, ye must be awfu' fond o' your fellow men. Wad ye dae the same for the likes o' us? "Surely. For one of my own folk!
I cheated the leddy for your clavers, but I wasna gaun to cheat my joe. But she may marry whae she likes now, for I'm clean dung ower. This is a waur dirdum than we got frae Mr Gudyill when ye garr'd me refuse to eat the plum-porridge on Yule-eve, as if it were ony matter to God or man whether a pleughman had suppit on minched pies or sour sowens."
"He has nae dog that ever I heard of," said Hobbie, "but mony a deil about his hand lord forgie me for saying sic a word! It keeps its grund, be what it like I'm judging it's a badger; but whae kens what shapes thae bogies will take to fright a body? it will maybe start up like a lion or a crocodile when I come nearer.
He tell't me whae ye were, and how ye were sent frae your father's house because ye wadna be a dealer, and that ye mightna disgrace your family wi' ganging on the stage. Ane Hammorgaw, our precentor, brought him here, and said he was an auld acquaintance; but I sent them both away wi' a flae in their lug for bringing me sic an errand, on sic a night.
They halted here a few moments, for two dark forms were seen in the uncertain light to be moving about just in front of them. "It's them," whispered Andrew. "Whae?" asked the shepherd. "Alexander McCubine an' Edward Gordon." "Guid an' safe men baith," responded Quentin; "ye better gie them a cry." Andrew did so by imitating the cry of a plover. It was replied to at once.
What new trick is this, Andrew?" "It's hard," said Andrew "very hard, that a man canna be believed when he speaks Heaven's truth, just because he's whiles owercome, and tells lees a little when there is necessary occasion. Ye needna ask whae Rob Roy is, the reiving lifter that he is God forgie me! I hope naebody hears us when ye hae a letter frae him in your pouch.
Surely it is in vain that a net is spread in the sight of any bird." "Eh! what, good dame?" said the soldier. "Here's a whig miracle, egad! the old wife has got both her ears and tongue, and we are like to be driven deaf in our turn. Go to, hold your peace, and remember whom you talk to, you old idiot." "Whae do I talk to! Eh, sirs, ower weel may the sorrowing land ken what ye are.
"I see somebody will have been talking to ye," she said sullenly. "They have, more than one of them," replied Archie. "And whae were they?" she cried. "And what kind o' love do ye ca' that, that's ready to gang round like a whirligig at folk talking? Do ye think they havena talked to me?" "Have they indeed?" said Archie, with a quick breath. "That is what I feared. Who were they?
So after a bite o' meat I gangs out to get the air and clear my heid, which was a' rammled wi' the auction-ring. And whae did I find, sittin' on a bench at the door, but the auld man Yeddie. He was waur changed than ever. His lang hair was hingin' over his broo, and his face was thin and white as a ghaist's.
So that's the end o' the guid stock o' Kennedy o' Huntingtower, whae hae been great folk sin' the time o' Robert Bruce. And noo the Hoose is shut up till the lawyers can get somebody sae far left to himsel' as to tak' it on lease, and in thae dear days it's no' just onybody that wants a muckle castle." "Who are the lawyers?" Dickson asked. "Glendonan and Speirs in Embro.
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