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Updated: June 15, 2025


'Whaur's that auchteenpence? Betty used to ask; 'only twal an' sixpence, an' your wages is fourteen shillings forbye your chance frae mourners for happen the corp up quick' then ye hummer an' ha', an' try to think on the lee ye made up on the road doon; but it's a gye queery thing that ye canna mind o't. Ralph looked so interested that Saunders quite felt for him. "And what then?" said he.

It was a kind o' like a man hoarse wi' a cauld, an' yet no that either. "'Wha bides i' this hoose? he said, ay standin there. "'It's Davit Patullo's hoose, I said, 'an' am the wife. "'Whaur's Hendry McQumpha? he speired. "'He's deid, I said. "He stood still for a fell while. "'An' his wife, Jess? he said. "'She's deid, too, I said. "I thocht he gae a groan, but it may hae been the gate.

"No i' the pyramids, An' no the worms amids, 'Neth coffin-lids; I bidena whaur life has been, An' whaur's nae mair to be dune." "Death! whaur do ye bide, auld Death?" "Wi' the leevin', to dee 'at's laith," Quo' Death. "Death! whaur do ye bide, auld Death?" "Abune an' aboot an' aneath," Quo' Death.

Cosmo turned and saw Elspeth, his master's daughter already mentioned. "Whaur's the wrang o' that, Miss Elsie?" he answered. "Arena we tellt to sing an' mak melody to the Lord?" "Ay, but i' yer hert, no lood oot 'cep' it be i' the kirk. That's the place to sing upo' Sundays. Yon wasna a psalm-tune ye was at!" "Maybe no.

"Whaur's yer stockin's, mem?" he said. "You gave me no time to bring them away, you caught me up so rudely," answered the girl half querulously, but in such lovely speech as had never before greeted his Scotish ears. Before the words were well beyond her lips he was already on his way back to the rock, running, as he walked, with great, heavy footed strides.

Whaur's the gude o' greetin? It's no worth the saut i' the watter o' 't, Ma'colm. It's an ill wardle, an micht be a bonny ane gien't warna for ill men." "'Deed, mem! I'm thinkin' mair aboot ill women, at this prasent," said Malcolm. "Maybe there's no sic a thing, but yon's unco like ane. As bonny a sawmon troot 's ever ye saw, mem!

A light flush rose to her cheeks, but whether from embarrassment or anger could not be told from her reply. "I ken nane o' that name," she said. "Whaur's the laird o' Kirkbyres, than?" "Whar ye s' never lay han' upo' 'im!" returned the child, her cheeks now rosy red, and her eyes flashing. "Me lay han' upo' 'im!" cried Malcolm, surprised at her behaviour.

Jealousy sent a pang through the heart of Cosmo. Was not Aggie one of the family more like a sister to him than any other could ever be? The thought of her and a man like Crawford was unendurable. "She cudna weel help hersel'," he rejoined; "an' whaur's the maitter, sae lang as she has naething to say til 'im?" "An' wha kens hoo lang that may be?" returned Grizzie.

"The auld man sucked in his lips an' whistled. 'AH, said he, 'the new timin'. I see! He doddered into the Board-room I'd just left, an' the Dandie-dog that is just his blind man's leader stayed wi' me. That was providential. In a minute he was back again. 'Ye've cast your bread on the watter, McPhee, an' be damned to you, he says. 'Whaur's my dog? My word, is he on your knee?

"I thocht to mysel', 'Tammas Whamond, the Lord has opened a door to you, and you'll be disgraced forever if you dinna walk straucht in. So I rose again, and I says, boldly this time, 'Whaur's that young leddy? I hae something to say to her that canna be kept waiting. "'She's up the stair, she says, surprised, 'but you canna ken her, Mr. Whamond, for she just came last nicht."

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