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There he lay for hours, unnoticed and kicking, until James Moore and Owd Bob came upon him at length, nearly exhausted. But M'Adam was before them. Standing on the far bank with Red Wull by his side, he called across the gulf with apparent concern: "He's bin so sin' yesternight." Often James Moore, with all his great strength of character, could barely control himself.
"I can't be your tutor," he said, not unkindly. "My Latin is far too rusty for use." The fact was that his lordship had never got beyond Maturin Cordier's Colloquies. "Besides," he went on, "I want you to do something for me." Malcolm instantly replaced the book on its shelf, and approached his master, saying "Wull yer lordship lat me read whiles, i' this gran' place?
Whereas once at the Sylvester Arms his shrill, ill tongue had been rarely still, now he maintained a sullen silence; Jem Burton, at least, had no cause of complaint. Crouched away in a corner, with Red Wull beside him, the little man would sit watching and listening as the Dalesmen talked of Owd Bob's doings, his staunchness, sagacity, and coming victory.
The woman stopped. "What's yer wull, Maister Alec?" "Jist stan' there an' pu' this lassie oot. We're a' keepit in thegither, and nearhan' hungert." "The Lord preserve 's! I'll gang for the key." "Na, na; we wad hae to pay for that. Tak her oot that's a' we want." "He's a coorse crayter that maister o' yours. I wad gang to see him hangt."
The appearance which the old mare exhibited, nothing visible but her hind legs and buttocks, for the mules had stripped her tail of the hair, had by this time wound the spectators up to the risible point, and most of them were yelling. "Stop yur giggle-goggle, wull yur!" said Rube, clutching his rifle, and taking his stand. The laughter was held in, no one wishing to disturb the shot.
He shouted it so loud that the baby faeries woke up and asked what he was going to do, and gathered about him to listen the better. The pipers played until there were no more memories left and everything had come true; and the queen came back to her throne to find Sandy waiting, eager-eyed, for her. "A have a bonny song made for ye. Wull ye tak it frae me noo?" "Take what?" "The hump.
What did ye think Jock took ye for? This is nane o' yer Castle tricks," he said; "mind, Jock can bite yet!" Ralph laughed. "No, no, Jock, you need not be feared. She and I are going to be married some day before very long" a statement made entirely without authority. "Hoot, hoot!" said Jock, "wull nocht ser' ye but that ava a sensible man like you?
'Don't let her bear more tull the north'ard than west-by-north, I said tull hum, 'an' ye wull be all right. An' I went below an' turned un. But I couldna sleep for worryun'. After forty hours on the brudge, what was four hours more? I thought. An' for them four hours wull ye be lettun' the mate loss her on ye? 'No, I says to myself.
I trust and believe they'll nowise distress ye, sir, or interfere wi' yer comfort in preachin. I'll fess them hame mysel, gien the Lord wull, and that without fail." "Na, na; dinna dee that; lat Maggie come wi' them. Ye wad only be puttin me oot o' humour for the Lord's wark wi' yer havers!"
Then he resumed his way to the manse, pondering now what should be the subject of the stained-glass window. Suddenly he stood stock still. He had it! 'It wull represent Palm Sunday the entry of our Lord intil the Holy Ceety ridin' in on an ass.
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