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Ye mind me o' a bonny ship pitten oot into the black and gowsty seas ye're a' safe still, sittin' quait and crackin' wi' Kirstie in your lown chalmer; but whaur will ye be the morn, and in whatten horror o' the fearsome tempest, cryin' on the hills to cover ye?" "Why, Kirstie, you're very enigmatical to-night and very eloquent," Archie put in. "And, my dear Mr.
Besides, there's many on 'em has had nought to begin wi'; there's Carsons, and Duncombes, and Mengies, and many another, as comed into Manchester with clothes to their back, and that were all, and now they're worth their tens of thousands, a' getten out of our labour; why, the very land as fetched but sixty pound twenty year agone is now worth six hundred, and that, too, is owing to our labour; but look at yo, and see me, and poor Davenport yonder; whatten better are we?
'And them that pays yo', dun they tell yo' whatten to do, or whatten not to do wi' the money they gives you in just payment for your pains in fair exchange like? 'No; to be sure not! 'They dunnot say, "Yo' may have a brother, or a friend as dear as a brother, who wants this here brass for a purpose both yo' and he think right; but yo' mun promise not give it to him.
Thee dost na' get good milk enow, that's what it is, such stuff as Monkshaven folks put up wi'! 'No, aunt; I'm quite well. Only I'm a bit put out vexed like at what I've heerd about Sylvie. His aunt's face changed immediately. 'And whatten folk say of her, next thing? 'Oh, said Philip, struck by the difference of look and manner in his aunt, and subdued by seeing how instantly she took alarm.
Maybe it's to try Philip he's sent there; happen it may be a fiery furnace to him; for I've heerd tell it's full o' temptations, and he may fall into sin and then where'd be the "luck" on it? But why art ta going? and the morning, say'st thou? Why, thy best shirt is in t' suds, and no time for t' starch and iron it. Whatten the great haste as should take thee to Lunnon wi'out thy ruffled shirt?
Whatten temptations he can offer is oft forgot. Ye'll hae heard tell o' Major Weir the whilom "Bowhead Saint," as they callit him ye'll hae heard tell o' him, laddie? I mind my father talkin' o' his ain greetin' sair for bein' ower young to gang to his hangin'. Had I no?
Whatten business has he for to go an' offer to let t' farm afore iver he were told as yo' wished to leave it? observed Kester, in high dudgeon. 'Oh! replied Sylvia, throwing down her rake, as if weary of life. 'What could we do wi' t' farm and land? If it were all dairy I might ha' done, but wi' so much on it arable. 'And if 'tis arable is not I allays to t' fore?
She stopped for a moment. 'Ay, lass! Philip read it thee, and whatten might it say? 'Only that he had an offer for Haytersbank Farm, and would set mother free to go as soon as t' crops was off t' ground. She sighed a little as she said this. "'Only!" sayst ta?
One or two of 'em struck wi' their sticks, and coachmen laughed, and some officers as stood nigh put their spy-glasses in their eye, and left 'em sticking there like mountebanks. One o' th' police struck me. 'Whatten business have you to do that? said I. *Rucks; a great quantity.
Hale looked at her dismayed. At last Higgins found words: 'Man! I could fell yo' to the ground for tempting me. Whatten business have yo' to try me wi' your doubts? Think o' her lying theere, after the life hoo's led and think then how yo'd deny me the one sole comfort left that there is a God, and that He set her her life.
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