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Updated: May 16, 2025
'You'm got the blood of a many little foxes on you, she said, and her voice cut him like sharp sleet 'little foxes as met have died quick and easy wi' a gunshot. And you've watched 'em minced alive. 'I'll give it up if you'll chuck the parson. 'I won'er you dunna see 'em, nights, watching you out of the black dark with their gold eyes, like kingcups, and the look in 'em of things dying hard.
'Whan the richt time comes, returned Kirsty solemnly, 'the bonny man 'll lowse the thongs himsel. 'Ay, ay! I ken that weel. It was me 'at tellt ye. He tauld me himsel! I'm thinkin I'll see him the nicht, for I'm sair hauden doon, sair needin a sicht o' 'im. He's whiles lang o' comin! 'I dinna won'er 'at ye're sae fain to see 'im, Steenie! 'I am that; fain, fain! 'Ye'll see 'im or lang.
Therewith he repeated the rime, and Grannie burst into a merry laugh which however sobered rather suddenly. "I dinna won'er I was sayin' ower thae fule words," she said, "for 'deed I was dreamin' o' the only ane I ever h'ard say them, an' that was whan I was a lass maybe aboot thirty.
It may rain I wudna won'er, but there'll be nae snaw no afore I win hame, onygait. 'Weel, min', gien there be ae drap o' weet, ye maun change ilka stic the minute ye're i' the hoose. Ye're no that stoot yet! 'I'll be sure, auntie! answered Phemy, and they parted almost at a right angle.
"I wonder grandmamma never spoke of it!" "My impression is she never cared to refer to it." "I daresay she believed it." "Weel, I daursay! I wadna won'er!" "What for did ye ca' 't foolish, father?"
Onybody nicht hae h'ard him sayin' them ower and ower til himsel', as gien he cudna weary o' them, but naebody but mysel' seemed to hae ta'en ony notice o' the same. I used whiles to won'er whether he fully un'erstude what he was sayin' but troth! hoo cud there be ony sense in sic havers?" "Was there ony mair o' the ballant?" asked Cosmo. "Gien there was mair; I h'ard na't," replied Grannie.
She seem right hyar wid us she only lil gyurl toder day en now she 'clinin' to notions ob her own, en she steal away to whar she tink no one see her en tink on heaps ob tings. Won'er ef eber, like de run, she wanter go way off fum us? "Ole mars'r en ole miss dunno en doan see not'n. Dey kyant. Dey tinks de worl' al'ays gwine des so, dat means de way dey tink hit orter go.
Le Bourdon had brought the two canoes together; and the Chippewa, at his request, now translated such parts of the discourse of their enemies as he deemed worthy of communicating to the females. "Say, now, nobody dere!" commenced the Indian, coolly. "T'ink he no great way off mean to look for him t'ink dog uneasy won'er why dog so uneasy."
Finding, however, that she sat motionless, and looked far more death-like than while in her trance, he got up, and insisted on her swallowing a little whisky; when she revived, and glad to put herself under his nearer protection, took the chair he had placed for her beside him, and made a futile attempt at eating. "It's sma' won'er the puir thing hasna muckle eppiteet," remarked Mrs.
"I won'er what I done, Masser Mile, dat you want to pay me wages, like a hired man!" said Neb, half-disposed to resent, and half-disposed to grieve at the proposal. "I was born in de family, and it seem to me dat quite enough; but, if dat isn't enough, I went to sea wid you, Masser Mile, de fuss day you go, and I go ebbery time since."
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