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A secret grief seemed inappropriate both to the gentleman and the obvious situation. But how could she guess that she was merely witnessing an accentuated variety of the pleasure with which any good brother looks forward to meeting his future sister-in-law at the end of a cold journey? "Yon's her noo," said a porter to whom the young officer addressed a question for the fourteenth time.
We crowded to the little window, which Mackenzie took care to fill; and a minute yielded no sound but the crunch and slither of constabulary boots upon sooty slates. Then came a shout. "What now?" cried Mackenzie. "A rope," we heard, "hanging from the spout by a hook!" "Sirs," purred Mackenzie, "yon's how he got up from below!
Gard.... Captain's Office.... Forge.... Sark's Hope shaft.... Le Pelley shaft ninety fathoms below sea-level.... Pump shaft ... and yon to east'ard is Prince's shaft.... We go round here behind engine-house.... Yon's my house 'mong the trees."
'I'll awa back yonder, said Peter, rising up again; 'yon's the sound of a fiddle, and when there is music, there's ay something ganging to eat or drink. 'I am just going to order something here, said the Quaker; 'but in the meantime, have you any objection, my good friend, to tell us your name?
She comes there at times and stays for two or three days. Folks do say that she expects John Morgan to walk in some evening. They were lovers, ye know." "Ah!" said Johnnie, with a catch in his breath. "Yon's the house, behind the hayricks. Fine harvest Master Morgan had last year. All the lads in this part of the forest looked after his fields in turns.
"Eh, it's deep the nicht, an' hard on us baith, but there's a puir wumman micht dee if we didna warstle through; ... that's it; ye ken fine what a'm sayin. "We 'ill hae tae leave the road here, an' tak tae the muir. Sandie 'ill no can leave the wife alane tae meet us; ... feel for yersel" lass, and keep oot o' the holes. "Yon's the hoose black in the snaw.
Sweet and pungent odours of the field and woodland floated from the basket of herbs as it swung slightly to and fro on its bearer's shoulders, and amid the slowly darkening shadows of evening, a star of sudden silver brilliance sparkled out in the sky. "Yon's the first twinkler," said Peke, seeing it at once, though his gaze was apparently fixed on the ground.
It was highly improbable that they could not swim all, or nearly all, of them. No, this was not the cause of their hesitancy. And what was? This question was answered by one of the sailors though all of us at the same moment perceived the cause. "Look yonder!" cried the man, pointing along the water; "look yonder; yon's what cows 'em the sharks!"
I was once there for a whole week. Th. Nay, nay. Noather o' those plazes. Fur away off 'em. Col. G. But what does it matter where I have or haven't been? Th. Mun aw tell tho again? Aw've lost summut, aw tell tho. Didsto ne'er hear tell ov th' owd woman 'at lost her shillin'? Hoo couldn't sit her deawn beawt hoo feawnd it! Yon's me. Col. G. Ah! now I begin to guess! You don't mean you've lost your
Connor, said Sandy solemnly, 'it is a gentleman you are, though your name is against you, and I am a good Presbyterian, and I can give you the Commandments and Reasons annexed to them; but yon's a thief, a Papist thief, and I am justified in getting my money out of his soul. 'But, I remonstrated, 'you won't get it in this way. 'He has my money, reiterated Sandy.
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