White Heather: A Novel (Volume 2 of 3)Black, William
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White Heather: A Novel (Volume 2 of 3)
Black, William
Scotland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
’When ye’ve listened for a while to their squalling, Ronald, my man,
jist you get up and show them how an East Lothian lad can do the trick.’
’What’s that, Mistress? I thought ye said your cousin was frae the
Hielans,’ the skipper broke in.
’Frae the Hielans? Frae East Lothian, I tell ye; where I come frae
mysel’; and where ye’ll find the brawest lads and lasses in the breadth
o’ Scotland,’ she added saucily.
’And they dinna stay a’ at hame either,’ remarked the big skipper, with
much gallantry, as the visitors prepared to leave.
They went away through the noisy, crowded, glaring streets, and at
length entered a spacious dark courtyard, at the head of which was a
small and narrow entrance. The skipper led the way; but as they passed
up the staircase they became aware of a noise of music overhead; and
when they reached the landing, they had to pause there, so as not to
interrupt the proceedings within. It was abundantly clear what these
were. A man’s voice was singing ’Green grow the rashes, O’ to a smart
and lively accompaniment on the piano; while at the end of each verse
joined in a sufficiently enthusiastic chorus:
_’Green grow the rashes, O,_
_Green grow the rashes, O,_
_The sweetest hours that e’er I spent,_
_Were spent among the lasses, O.’_
and that was repeated:
_’Green grow the rashes, O,_
_Green grow the rashes, O,_
_The sweetest hours that e’er I spen’,_
_Were spent among the lasses, O.’_
Then there was silence. The skipper now opened the door; and, as they
entered, Ronald found himself near the head of a long and
loftily-ceilinged apartment, the atmosphere of which was of a pale blue
cast, through the presence of much tobacco smoke. All down this long
room were twin rows of small tables, at which little groups of friends
or acquaintances sate—respectable looking men they seemed, many of them
young fellows, more of them of middle age, and nearly all of them
furnished with drinks and pipes or cigars. At the head of the room was
a platform, not raised more than a foot from the floor, with a piano at
one end of it; and in front of the platform was a special semicircular
table, presided over by a bland rubicund gentleman, to whom Ronald was
forthwith introduced. Indeed, the newcomers were fortunate enough to
find seats at this semicircular table; and when beverages were called
for and pipes lit, they waited for the further continuance of the
proceedings.
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