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But she's no likly to tell noo; for, hearin her tale, wha wad tak her in?" "Eh, mother, but ye are hard-hertit!" "I ken a harder, Jamie!" "That's me! and ye're richt, mother! But, eh, gien ye wad hae me loe ye frae this meenut to the end o' my days, be but a wee fair to Isy: I hae been a damnt scoon'rel til her!"
'Eh! she cried, 'I thoucht the Lord had taen ye baith, and left me my lane 'cause I was sae hard-hertit til him! But noo 'at he 's broucht ye back and Steenie, what there is o' him, puir bairn! I s' never say anither word, but jist lat him du as he likes. There, Lord, I hae dune! Pardon thoo me wha canst.
He does naething but rowt aboot in 's boaratory as he ca's 't bore-a-whig, or bore-a-tory, it's little to me makin' stinks there fit to scomfish a whaul, an' gar 'im stick his nose aneth the watter for a glamp o' fresh air. He's that hard-hertit 'at he never sae muckle as aits his denner alongside o' his ain sister,'cep' it be whan he has company, an' wad luik like ither fowk.
An' gin ye mak ither thrippence a week oot o' that, ye'll be turnin' the wather that He sent to ca my mill into your dam; an' I doot it'll play ill water wi' your wheels." "Hoot, hoot! Tibbie, woman! It gangs sair against me to appear to be hard-hertit." "I hae nae doobt. Ye dinna want to appear sae.
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