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For my part, I never wish to see a kilt in the country again, nor a red-coat, nor a gun, for that matter, unless it were to shoot a paitrick; they're a' tarr'd wi' ae stick. And when they have done ye wrang, even when ye hae gotten decreet of spuilzie, oppression, and violent profits against them, what better are ye? They hae na a plack to pay ye; ye need never extract it.
"Perhaps they did, but as Fred said they had gone far out on the ice to the north, I think it likely they've gone in that direction." "Maybe yer right sir, and maybe yer wrang," answered Saunders, as they returned to the party. "Now, Meetuck, keep your eyes open," he added, as they resumed their rapid march.
"I canna say ye're altogether wrang, but whaur are they the noo?" "Looking for you in the glen, I believe. But which of you is Long Pete?" The man he had met first said it was his name, and Foster resumed: "Then I imagine the fellow with the gun means to declare that you struck him." "He would!" Pete remarked, grinning.
"No' anither plack," said the old man in deepest dejection. "They took all I had for Aggie." "Ye are strang, Quentin," suggested Peter, who now understood the reason of his friend's wild despair. "Could ye no' waylay somebody an' rob them? Surely it wouldna be coonted wrang in the circumstances." "Sin is sin, Peter. Better death than sin," returned Quentin with a grave look.
The lads might 'list, but they would not be "pressed." "A lad gaen to the wars" or "a lassie fa'en wrang" were the utmost shame that could fall upon any Galloway household, and of the two the lassie was more readily forgiven than the lad with the colours.
"She hopes you 'll pe forgifing ta plind old man, however. She could n't see, or she would haf known at once petter." "I dinna ken what ye 're efter noo, daddy," said Malcolm. "That she'll do you a creat wrong, and she'll be ferry sorry for it, my son." "What wrang did ye ever du me, daddy?" "That she was let you crow up a Cam'ell, my poy.
"Hech! but I'm glad to see you, Master Campbell, I'll put to sea noo. I cain' awa in spite o twaill signs, and the wind turned wrang, and my feesh all spoiled, and I hae had a handfu' o bad luck. Sae I was waiting for the luck tide to turn, and there is nane can turn it sae weel as yoursel' We'll be awa' hame noo, and we'll hae wind and water with us
"I wad ware the best blood in my body to keep her skaithless," said Jeanie, weeping in bitter agony, "but I canna change right into wrang, or make that true which is false." "Foolish, hardhearted girl," said the stranger, "are you afraid of what they may do to you?
"Malcolm," said the marquis kindly, "I want you to keep your eyes open, and see that no mischief is done about the place." "I dinna think there's ane o' oor ain fowk wad dee ony mischeef, my lord," answered Malcolm; "but whan ye keep open yett, ye canna be sure wha wins in, specially wi' sic a gowk as Johnny Bykes at ane o' them. No 'at he wad wrang yer lordship a hair, my lord!"
"But her father favors Ragon, an' of me he thinks nae mair than o' the nets, or aught else that finds his boats for sea." "Well an' good; but no talking can alter facts. Thou must now choose atween thy mother an' Margaret Fae, atween right an' wrang. God doesna leave that choice i' the dark; thy way may be narrow an' unpleasant, but it is clear enough. Dost thou fear to walk i' it?"
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