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"Na, na," answered Donal; "he's been like that sin' ever I kenned him. I never h'ard word frae the moo' o' 'im." "He'll be ane o' the deif an' dumb," said Janet. "He's no deif, mither; that I ken weel; but dumb he maun be, I'm thinkin'. Cratur," he continued, stooping over the boy, "gien ye hear what I'm sayin', tak haud o' my nose."
Eh, what a day will that be whan ilk habitant o' the holy city 'ill tramp the streets o' 't weel kenned and weel kennin!" "Ay, sir! I 'maist un'erstan' ye ootricht, for I h'ard ye ance sayin something like that to the mistress, the nicht ye broucht hame the maister's shune to Stanecross. And, eh, I'm richt glaid to see ye again!"
That explainin' I canna bide: it's jist a love o' leasin', an' taks the bluid oot o' a'thing, lea'in' life as wersh an' fusionless as kail wantin' saut. Them 'at h'ard it tellt me 'at there was NO accoontin', as I tell you, for the reemish they baith h'ard whiles douf-like dunts, an' whiles speech o' mou', beggin' an' groanin' as gien the enemy war bodily present to the puir sinner."
"I ken but a wee bittie aboot the noises." "Who has heard them besides myself?" "Maxwell o'Tullichuil's girl. She said she h'ard the Whispers ae nicht aboot a year syne. They're a bad omen, miss, for the lassie deed sudden a fortnicht later." "Did anyone else hear them?"
"No sae vary long ago," he said, "I'm thinkin' it will hae been the nicht before lairst that she came here." "Ah," said Gimblet, "I'm glad you agree with me. That's what I thought myself. Do boats often come ashore on this beach?" McGregor considered. "It's the first time I ever h'ard of onybody doin' the like," he said at last.
"No, I haven't seen any ghost," replied the girl; "but last night I heard most extraordinary sounds, as though people were within the old walls." "Guid sake, miss! an' ha'e ye actually h'ard the Whispers?" he gasped. "Then other people have heard them, eh?" inquired the girl quickly. "Tell me all you know about the matter, Stewart." "A'?" he said, slowly shaking his head.
"The Whispers are only h'ard at ae spot, whaur ye've juist stood. I've seen the lady a' in green masel', miss aince when I was a laddie, an' again aboot ten year syne." "You mean, Stewart, that you imagined that you saw an apparition. You were alone, I suppose?" "Yes, miss, I was alane." "Well, you thought you saw the Lady of Glencardine. Where was she?" "On the drive, in front o' the hoose."
How do you mean?" "For her ain!" "Not for her son?" "Ay, sir that 's what they say. But ye haena h'ard o' 't?" "Not a word." "Then I believe it's a' havers!" cried Malcolm energetically. "It was sair eneuch upo' me a'ready to ken less o' whaur I cam frae than the puir laird himsel'; but to come frae whaur he cam frae, was a thocht ower sair!"
It is his evil counsel that is h'ard by those whom death will quickly overtake." "Really, Stewart," she laughed, "you make me feel quite uncomfortable." "But, miss, Sir Henry already kens a' aboot the Whispers," said the man. "I h'ard him tellin' a young gentleman wha cam' doon last shootin' season a guid dale aboot it. They veesited the auld castle thegither, an' I happened tae be hereaboots."
"Gien the auld man be i' the richt, it'll be the marchioness hersel' 'at's h'ard o' the ill duin's o' her factor, an's comin' to see efter her fowk! An' it'll be Ma'colm's duin', an' that'll be seen. Sae ye maun some o' ye to the pier-heid, an' luik oot to gie 'im warnin'." Her own husband was the first to start, proud of the foresight of his wife.
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