Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"Whether he had heard aboot her behaviour or no, I canna tell; but, I
assure ye, his request was onything but agreeable to me. However, I took
him into the house, and I introduced him wi' fear and tremblin.
"'Tibby, dear,' said I--and I dinna think I had ca'ed her _dear_ for ten
years afore--'here's Mr W----, an auld schulefellow o' mine, that's come
a' the way frae America, an' ca'ed in to see ye.'
"'Ye're aye meetin wi' auld schulefellows, or some set or ither, to tak
ye aff yer wark,' muttered she, sulkily, but loud enough for him to
hear.
"I was completely at a loss what to do or say next; but, pretending as
though I hadna heard her, I said, as familiarly and kindly as I could,
though my heart was in a terrible swither--'Bring out the bottle, lass.'
"'Bottle!' quo' she, 'what bottle?--what does the man mean?--has he
pairted wi' the little sense that he ever had?' But had ye seen her as
she said this!--I've seen a cloud black when driven wi' a hurricane, and
I've seen it awfu' when roarin in the agony o' thunder; but never did I
see onything that I was mair in fear o' than my wife's face at that
moment. But, somehow or ither, I gathered courage to say--'Hoots, woman,
what's the use o' behavin that way? I'm sure ye ken weel aneugh it's the
speerit bottle.'
"'The speerit bottle!' cried she, wi' a scream; 'and when was there a
speerit bottle within this door? Dinna show yoursel aff to your American
freend for a greater man than ye are, Patie. I think, if wi' a' that ye
bring in I get meat and bits o' duds for your bairns, I do very weel.'
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