‘Na, if that’s the turn things hae ta’en, I’ll defer my visit to Miss
Jenny for the present; so we’ll return back. For surely, baith Beenie
and Walky will no be destitute of a’ consideration, when they come to
their kingdom, for the dreadfu’ cost and outlay that I hae been at
the last five weeks. But, if they’re guilty o’ sic niggerality, I’ll
mak out a count--bed, board, and washing, at five and twenty shillings
a-week, Mrs. Scrimpit, the minister’s widow of Toomgarnels, tells me,
would be a charge o’ great moderation;--and if they pay’t, as pay’t
they shall, or I’ll hae them for an affront to the Clerk’s Chambers;
ye’s get the whole half o’t, Jamie, to buy yoursel a braw Andrew
Ferrara. But I marvel, wi’ an exceeding great joy, at this cast o’
grace that’s come on your uncle. For, frae the hour he saw the light,
he was o’ a most voracious nature for himsel; and while the fit lasts,
I hope ye’ll get him to do something for you.’
Walkinshaw then told her not only what his uncle had done, but with the
ardour in which the free heart of youth delights to speak of favours,
he recapitulated all the kind and friendly things that had been said to
him.
‘Jamie, Jamie, I ken your uncle Geordie better than you,--for I hae
been his mother. It’s no for a courtesy o’ causey clash that he’s
birling his mouldy pennies in sic firlots,--tak my word for’t.’
‘There is no possible advantage can arise to him from his kindness to
me.’
‘That’s to say, my bairn, that ye hae na a discerning spirit to see’t;
but if ye had the second sight o’ experience as I hae, ye would fin’ a
whaup in the nest, or I am no a Christian sister, bapteesed Girzel.’
By this time they had returned to the house, and the maid having
unlocked the door, and carried in the trunk, Walkinshaw followed his
grandmother into the parlour, with the view of enjoying what she
herself called, the observes of her phlosification; but the moment
she had taken her seat, instead of resuming the wonted strain of her
jocular garrulity, she began to sigh deeply, and weep bitterly, a
thing which he never saw her do before but in a way that seldom failed
to amuse him; on this occasion, however, her emotion was unaffected,
and it moved him to pity her. ‘What’s the matter with you?’ said he,
kindly;--she did not, however, make any answer for some time, but at
last she said,--
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