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'Oich! for that, said Evan, 'there is nothing in Perthshire that she need want, if she ask her father to fetch it, unless it be too hot or too heavy. 'But to be the daughter of a cattle-stealer a common thief! 'Common thief! no such thing: Donald Bean Lean never LIFTED less than a drove in his life. 'Do you call him an uncommon thief, then?
'Oich! for that, said Evan, 'there is nothing in Perthshire that she need want, if she ask her father to fetch it, unless it be too hot or too heavy. 'But to be the daughter of a cattle-stealer a common thief! 'Common thief! no such thing: Donald Bean Lean never LIFTED less than a drove in his life. 'Do you call him an uncommon thief, then?
"Well, well, trink the apominations, and be curst to you!" said Donald, who perfectly understood that judgment had gone against him, "and much goot may't do you! but mysel would sooner trink the dirty bog water of Sleevrechkin. Oich, oich! the dirts! But I say, lanlort, maype you'll have got some prandies in the house? I can make shift wi' that when there's no whisky to be cot."
This expression of horror was followed by the most violent sputterings and hideous grimaces, accompanied by a prodigious assemblage of curses of all sorts, in Gaelic and English, and sometimes of an equal proportion of both. "Oich, oich! poisoned, by Cot! vinekar, horrid vinekar! Lanlort, I say, what cursed stuffs is this you kive us?"
"Oich, oich!" he said, laughing, and turning to his ragged crew behind him, "ta lassie's frightened for Shon Heelanman. Puir thing! It's weel seen she's no peen procht up in Lochaber, or maype's no been lang in the way o' keepin a public. It's "'Haut awa, bite awa, Haut awa frae me, Tonal; What care I for a' your wealth, An' a' that ye can gie, Tonal?"
'Our mother was brown when she was dead. "Godfrey's voice was wild. "'Come, brothers, and see how white is our father, Godfrey said. "No one of us moved. "'Won't you come? In God's name, come, said Godfrey. 'Oich but it is very strange! I have looked in his face so long that now I do not know him for my father. He is like no kin to me, lying there. I am alone, alone.
Oich, man, but there's no words for the sadness of it!" Old Angus ceased to speak as he took his violin from the table and struck into the middle of "Great Godfrey's Lament." As he played, his wide eyes looked past us, and the tears streamed down his brown cheeks. When the woful strain ended, he said, staring past us: "Ay, Godfrey, you were always our brother."
"Oich, oich, lad!" said Donald, peering into the face of the dead man, "you'll no pe shust that very weel, I'm thinkin. The heelan claymore 'll not acree with your Spanish stomach. But it's goot medicine for rogues, for all that." Having thus apostrophized the slain man, Donald sheathed his weapon, muttering as he did so: "Ta cowartly togs can fight no more's a turkey hens."
'Oich! for that, said Evan, 'there is nothing in Perthshire that she need want, if she ask her father to fetch it, unless it be too hot or too heavy. 'But to be the daughter of a cattle-stealer a common thief! 'Common thief! no such thing: Donald Bean Lean never LIFTED less than a drove in his life. 'Do you call him an uncommon thief, then?
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