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I'm sorry ye've come when there's naething daein'. 'So am I. However, it is not the time to indulge in discriminations. Your uncle thought it was better for me to come than to write a letter. 'Is onything wrang wi' ma uncle? Macgregor asked anxiously. 'Barring an invidious bunion, he is in his usual health.
An' I never heard yir faither greet afore or syne. The Buik, tae, it wad open o' itsel' at the prodigal, an' it was his daein', an' he didna think I kent; but I kent it fine, an' I thankit the Heavenly Faither mony a time." She stopped, exhausted, her soul flickering in her voice. Donald moved, his great form coming athwart her eager, kindling eyes.
That's it; yir daein' fine. Steady, man, steady. Yir at the deepest; sit heavy in yir seats. Up the channel noo, and ye 'ill be oot o' the swirl. Weel dune, Jess! Weel dune, auld mare! Mak' straicht for me, doctor, an' a' 'll gie ye the road oot. Ma word, ye've dune yir best, baith o' ye, this mornin'," cried Hillocks, splashing up to the dog-cart, now in the shallows.
Ye wudna gie him up, and ye did what nae ither cud for him, an' a've ma man the day, and the bairns hae their father. "An' afore MacLure kent what she was daein', Bell lifted his hand to her lips an' kissed it." "Did she, though?" cried Jamie. "Wha wud hae thocht there wes as muckle spunk in Bell?"
"A 'm no sure that he 's been at mony denners though, Becca, for he hardly kent what he wes daein'. A' juist pit the potatoes on his plate, for he never lat on he saw me; an' as for wine, a' cudna get a word oot o' him." "Ye 're lilted above ordinary concerns, John, an' it's no tae be expeckit that a beadle sud notice the way o' a lad wi' a lass," and Becca nodded her head with much shrewdness.
Ye wudna gie him up, and ye did what nae ither cud for him, an' a've ma man the day, and the bairns hae their father. "An' afore MacLure kent what she was daein', Bell lifted his hand to her lips an' kissed it." "Did she, though?" cried Jamie. "Wha wud hae thocht there wes as muckle spunk in Bell?"
'Well, Minister, said his guest with resignation, as he rose slowly up from his chair, 'I'll go back, but keep a close tongue, ye ken. 'I'm used to daein' that, replied the other, as he ushered his guest out into the darkness, and led him back to the 'Wool Pack' without mishap.
Ye wudna gie him up, and ye did what nae ither cud for him, an' a've ma man the day, and the bairns hae their father. "An' afore MacLure kent what she was daein', Bell lifted his hand to her lips an' kissed it." "Did she, though?" cried Jamie. "Wha wud hae thocht there wes as muckle spunk in Bell?"
"A dinna ken I don't know saws of this sort. I'm a joiner. He put me off the bench." "Who?" said Maitland quickly. "Yon manny," replied McNish with unmistakable disgust. "You were on the bench, eh? What sort of work were you on?" "A was daein' a bit counter work. A wasna fast enough for him." Mr. Maitland called the head sawyer. "Put a man on here for a while, Powell, will you?
Man, a've seen him tak a wee laddie on his knee that his ain mither cudna quiet, an' lilt 'Sing a song o' saxpence' till the bit mannie would be lauchin' like a gude are, an' pooin' the doctor's beard. "As for the weemen, he fair cuist a glamour ower them; they're daein' naethin' noo but speak aboot this body and the ither he cured, an' hoo he aye hed a couthy word for sick fouk.
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