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I came straight from the forge just as I left off work to see what you would think of my disguise." "Ye'll do, ye'll do," returned Mrs. Black, with a nod of approval. "Yer face an' hands need mair washin' than my pussie gies her nose! But wheesht! I hear a fit on the stair. It'll be Quentin Dick. I sent him oot for a red herrin' or twa for supper."
There were nights of it when he was here on sentry, the place a' wheesht, the frosts o' winter maybe riving in the wa's, and he would hear ane o' the prisoners strike up a psalm, and the rest join in, and the blessed sounds rising from the different chalmers or dungeons, I would raither say so that this auld craig in the sea was like a pairt of Heev'n.
Dinna be after ony sic nonsense, or thrawing awa your life on sic an errand." "Wheesht, Janet, hinny wheesht," said he; "dinna be talking havers. Just stand you here there's not the smallest danger I'll be back to ye in ten minutes or a quarter of an hour at the utmost ye may tak my word upon that." "Andrew!" cried she, "are ye out o' yer mind a'thegither or do ye want to put me out o' mine!
Yir M'Phatter feet that ye're haverin' aboot was never slow when the Campbells was comin', I'll grant ye that the Campbells did them, ye ken that fine, Donald." "Hoots, wumman, ye dinna ken what yir sayin'. Div ye no' mind the battle o' the bluidy shirt, an' " "Haud yir wheesht I canna bide to hear aboot thae bluidy shirts an' things.
Accordingly, I lay down to sleep; a little peaty earth had drifted in between the top of the two rocks, and some bracken grew there, to be a bed to me; the last thing I heard was still the crying of the eagles. I daresay it would be nine in the morning when I was roughly awakened, and found Alan's hand pressed upon my mouth. "Wheesht!" he whispered. "Ye were snoring."
In my heart I liked ye fine even when I was the angriest." "Wheesht, wheesht!" cried Alan. "Dinna say that! David man, ye ken " He shut his mouth upon a sob. "Let me get my arm about ye," he continued; "that's the way! Now lean upon me hard. Gude kens where there's a house! We're in Balwhidder, too; there should be no want of houses, no, nor friends' houses here. Do ye gang easier so, Davie?"
We heard both the Highlanders put their broad backs against the door and groan in Gaelic as they heaved, but they might as well have tried to lift the house. They caused the door to crack, however. "Wheesht! What's that Shames?" "We've splut the toor, Tonald." "Never mind; heave again, boys," cried Lumley.
"It's Ramblin' Peter they've gotten haud o', as sure as I'm a leevin' man," said the shepherd with a low chuckle; "I'd ken him amang a thoosand by the way he rins." "Shall we not rescue him?" exclaimed Wallace, starting up. "Wheesht! keep still, man. Nae fear o' Peter. He'll lead them in amang the bogs o' some peat-moss or ither, gie them the slip there, an' leave them to find their way oot."
Of course, she was not the first, and dear knows she might not be the last.... "I'll never love any one but you, Sheila!..." "Wheesht will you, or my aunt'll hear you!" "I don't care who hears me!..." "Well, I do then. Come on down the loanie a piece, an' you can say what you like. I love the way you talk ... you've got the quare nice English accent!"
Only, of course, we took him in the rear. "See, Alan!" said I. "Wheesht!" said he, "this is my affairs." The man was, no doubt, a little deafened by the clattering of the mill, and we got up close before he noticed. Then he turned, and we saw he was a big fellow with a mahogany face. "I think, sir," says Alan, "that you speak the English?" "Non, monsieur," says he, with an incredible bad accent.
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