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"And just imagine," she went on, "what a misery it must be to a widowed mother, poor companion as he would be at the best, to think of her boy roaming the country like a beggar! sleeping she doesn't know where! eating wretched food! and " "Guid parritch an' milk, an' brose an' butter," said Malcolm parenthetically; " whiles herrin' an' yallow haddies." "It's enough to break a mother's heart!
"But Mistress Courthope was doon last nicht, an' wantit the best I cud heuk." "Mistress Courthope! Wha cares for her? A mim, cantin' auld body! Gie me the trootie, Ma'colm. Ye're a bonny laad, an 'it s' be the better for ye." "Deed I cudna du 't, Mistress Catanach though I'm sorry to disobleege ye. It's bespoken, ye see. "Gae 'wa' wi' yer haddies, an' yer goukmeys! Ye sanna gowk me wi' them."
But I hae seen the day, Monkbarns, when the town-council of Fairport wad hae as soon wanted their town-clerk, or their gill of brandy ower-head after the haddies, as they wad hae wanted ilk ane a weel-favoured, sonsy, decent periwig on his pow.
"Oh!" said Andrew, "ye mind the chield that cam here wi' me the other night, that left the gowd noble for the three haddies that him and I had atween us, and that I gied a clout in the haffets to, and brought the blood ower his lips, for his behaviour to Jenny! yon was the king!" "Yon the king!" cried Janet.
"Na, na, Captain; ye're ower young and ower free o' your siller ye should never tak a fish-wife's first bode; and troth I think maybe a flyte wi' the auld housekeeper at Monkbarns, or Miss Grizel, would do me some gude And I want to see what that hellicate quean Jenny Ritherout's doing folk said she wasna weel She'll be vexing hersell about Steenie, the silly tawpie, as if he wad ever hae lookit ower his shouther at the like o'her! Weel, Monkbarns, they're braw caller haddies, and they'll bid me unco little indeed at the house if ye want crappit-heads the day."
Others of the household soon dropped in, and clustered round the board dedicated to the most sociable of meals; the urn was paraded "hissing hot," and the cups which "cheer, but not inebriate," steamed redolent of hyson and pekoe; muffins and marmalade, newspapers, and Finnan haddies, left little room for observation on the character of Charles's warlike "turn-out."
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