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"Weel, ye see, Tibbie," answered Thomas, "it's nearhan' as ill for the like o' us to unnerstan' your blin'ness as it may be for you to unnerstan' oor sicht." "Deed maybe neyther o' 's kens muckle aboot oor ain gift either o' sicht or blin'ness. Say onything ye like, gin ye dinna tell me, as the bairn here ance did, that I cudna ken what the licht was.
She's ministerin' to them 'at hae mony preeviledges nae doot, but hae room for mair." "I'm no saying naething," said Bruce. "Ye are sayin'. Ye're offendin' ane o' his little anes. Tak ye tent o' the millstane." "Hoot toot! Tibbie. I was only wissin 'at she wad keep a sma' part o' her ministrations for her ain hame and her ain fowk 'at has the ministerin' to her.
"For such a pleasant-spoken lady as Miss Keith, she would sit up all night rather than disappoint her." The most implacable person of all was the old housekeeper, Tibbie.
When he wanted to fill his bath, he had only to stop the run with his hand, and it poured over the sides into it; so that Tibbie was to be henceforth relieved of a great labour, while Willie's eyes were to be delighted with the vision, and his ears with the sounds of the water scampering through his room.
Tibbie had been notorious in her day for evil-speaking, especially for her free use of the word handless, which she flung a hundred times in a week at her man, and even at her old mother. Her punishment was to have a son born without hands.
Fowk nae doobt has baith; but I think whiles 'at the Lord gies a grainy mair o' the inside licht to mak' up for the loss o' the ootside; and weel I wat it doesna want muckle to do that." "But ye dinna ken what it is," objected Annie, with unnecessary persistency in the truth. "Do ye tell me that again?" returned Tibbie, harshly. "Ye'll anger me, bairn.
It hung down to his heels. He may have been cracked rather than inspired, but he was a power in the square where he preached, the women declaring that he was gifted by God. An awe filled even the men, when he admonished them for using strong language, for at such a time he would remind them of the woe which fell upon Tibbie Mason.
In another moment, wrapt in his coat and waistcoat, she was lying in the bottom of the boat. Alec was now as cool as any hero should be, for he was doing his duty, and had told the devil to wait a bit with his damnation. He looked all about for Tibbie, and at length spied her drowned in her bed. "So much the more chance for Annie and me!" he said. "But I wish I had been in time."
"Dinna stir yer tea as if ye was churnin' butter, nor let on 'at the scones is no our am bakin'." "If Tibbie says onything aboot the china yer no' to say 'at we dinna use it ilka day." "Dinna lean back in the big chair, for it's broken, an' Leeby's gi'en it a lick o' glue this meenute." "When Leeby gies ye a kick aneath the table that'll be a sign to ye to say grace."
"Ah! she has gone to learn wood-cutting at the F. U. E. E.; but I hope we have comfortably provided Tibbie with a damsel. She made us a long visit, and told us all about Master Colin's nursery days. Only I am afraid we did not understand half." "Good old body," said the Colonel, in tones almost as national as Tibbie's own.
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