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A moment more, and quite abruptly he crossed the room, and planted himself down beside Mary. "Ah," sighed McEwan, apparently a propos of nothing, and with a trace of Scotch, "James, I'll now hae another whusky." Stefan's initial and astonishing success was not to be repeated that winter.
"It will be a considerable time before he recovers, for the fountain of life had been well-nigh drained when he fortunately extemporised that tourniquet. But there's no fear of him: all that he wants is food, rest, and peace of mind." "An' whusky, doctor," added old McKay. "Don't forget the best pheesic; an' I hev goot store of it, too, in my cellar at Ben Nevis."
"We get nothing fit to eat as it is." "I call that stupid, talking like that!" cried Dobbs. "I know the rations are a deal better than ever I expected; capital, I call them." "So they are," said Macintosh; "but if Tarrant had sheep's-head, haggis, and whusky itsel' for dinner, he would na be contented." "Every man to his taste," growled Tarrant; "and if a chap likes tinned meat he's welcome.
Lammie, giving him his hand with solemnity, 'I sweir by God that he shanna see, smell, taste, nor touch drink in this hoose. There's but twa boatles o' whusky, i' the shape o' drink, i' the hoose; an' gin ye say 'at he sall bide, I'll gang and mak them an' the midden weel acquant. Andrew was pleased at the proposal. Robert too was pleased that his father should be free of him for a while.
Til hae a wee drappy o' whusky if ye've got it gude, said McIntosh, cautiously, 'but I dinna care for they wines that sour on a body's stomach. McIntosh having thus graciously assented, Vandeloup took him up to the Club, and introduced him all round as the manager of the famous Pactolus.
''Deed I cudna mak naething o' 'm. Gin I cud only win at that, maybe I cud play him a plisky. But he coupit ower three glasses o' whusky, an' the mair he drank the less he wad say. An' sae I left him. 'Well, take care what you're about, Shargar. I don't think Dr. Anderson would like you to be in such company, said Robert; and Shargar departed to his own room and his version.
"Lod! he's like a wannert thunder-storm, growlin' and grumblin', as if he had got lost frae the rest o' his company. But he seems to hae plenty o' siller anyway," she concluded, "an' he can drink whusky wi' anybody I ever seen try it." By and by a village worthy came in, and he was at once hailed by Black Jock, and invited to have a glass. "What are you drinkin', chappie?" he enquired.
"Thae detective police are gran' necromancers an' canny in their way: an' I just took the liberty, a week agone, to ha' a crack wi' ane o' 'em. An noo, gin ye're inclined, we'll leave the whusky awhile, an' gang up to that cave o' Trophawnius, ca'd by the vulgar Bow-street, an' speir for tidings o' the twa lost sheep."
"Same as you," was the reply, while a smile of pleased anticipation hovered round the worthy's face at this unexpected good fortune. "I jist ay tak' a moothfu' o' whusky. As a maitter o' fact, I was brocht up on the bottle, and I hae never been spained yet." "Right you are, cocky! Drink up! You're the man I am lookin' for to help me to spend an hour or twa."
Robert stared in horror. A boy like that asking for whisky! and in his grandmother's house, too! 'Shargar, he said solemnly, 'there's no a drap o' whusky i' this hoose. It's awfu' to hear ye mention sic a thing. My grannie wad smell the verra name o' 't a mile awa'. I doobt that's her fit upo' the stair a'ready.
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