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So I crossed over and met him, and went close up to him and said, 'Well, what have you to say for yoursel' now? and I gav him a lick under th' ear. He fell down on th' kerbstone and wouldn't get up turned sulky like. There was soon a crowd about, and they tried to wakken him up; but he wouldn't help hisself a bit just sulked and wouldn't stir.
"Take care then, Waster Lunny, that you dinna licht it," said an angry voice that made us jump, though it was only Duncan, the farmer's shepherd, who spoke. "I had forgotten you was a Highlandman yoursel', Duncan," Waster Lunny said nervously; but Elspeth, who had come to us unnoticed, ordered the shepherd to return to the hillside, which he did haughtily.
Shairp, the housekeeper, with whom he was a favourite, uttered a startled exclamation at his appearance. "Guid guide us, sirs! and whaur hae ye been hidin' yoursel' a' this day an' nicht, Mr. Hugo? We've baen sair trouble i' th' hoose, and naebody kent your whaurabouts. Bairn! but ye're just droukit! Whaur hae you hidden yoursel' then?" "Hidden!"
Go away from me, David Cameron, or I shall say words that will make more suffering than you can dream off. Go away, man." David was shocked and grieved at his companion's passion. "James," he said solemnly, "dinna mak a fool o' yoursel'. I hae long seen your ill-will at Donald. Let it go. Donald's aboon your thumb now, and the anger o' a poor man aye falls on himsel'."
It was the one thing you were sure o' yoursel'; it was the one thing you thought worth anybody's learning. You stood before her crowing the whole day. I said the now I wished you would go and leave her wi' me: but I wouldna dare to keep her; she's helpless without you; if you took your arm awa frae her now, she would tumble to the ground." "I fear it is true, Aaron," Tommy said, with bent head.
Our guidewife," he continued, addressing their guest, "has aye been fear'd for infectious diseases since a beggar-wife brought the fever to the town mair than fourteen years back. But, though ye had five-and-twenty fevers ay, fifty o' them that's no enough to let you get your death o' cauld wi thae weet claes on; sae ye maun e'en consent to shift yoursel."
So with the weak cunning of his kind, he went to the shop, and bringing back a bit of sugar-candy, about the size of a pigeon's egg, said to the still weeping child: "Dinna greit, Annie. I canna bide to see ye greitin'. Gin ye want a bittie o' sugar ony time, jist tell me, an' dinna gang helpin' yoursel'. That's a'. Hae."
An' there's this great dufference between you an' her, that she's not only happy hersel', but she does her best to mak other folk happy but you, wi' your girnin' an' snappin', are always doin' the best ye can to mak everybody aboot ye meeserable." "Tuncan," retorted the sire, with solemn candour, "it iss the same compliment I can return to yoursel' with interest, my boy whatever."
"Is the watch for the soldiers still kept up?" he asked. "It is, but the watchers winna let me in aside them. I'll let you see that for yoursel' at me head o' the Roods, for they watch there in the auld windmill." Most of the Thrums lights were already out, and that in the windmill disappeared as footsteps were heard. "You're desperate characters," the policeman cried, but got no answer.
"If that's to be done, you do it yoursel'. Aaron, she treated you ill, but " "There's the door, smith." The smith walked away, and had only gone a few steps when he heard the whirr of the mill again. He went back to the door. "She's dying, man!" he cried. "Let her die!" answered Aaron.
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