Robert Falconer by George MacDonald
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'Na! heard ye ever the like o' that! Weel, wha wad hae thocht it?
Faith! we maun hae you fiddle as weel as yer lucky-daiddy pipit.--But here's the King o' Bashan comin' efter his butes, an' them no half dune yet!' exclaimed Dooble Sanny, settling in haste to his awl and his lingel (Fr. ligneul). 'He'll be roarin' mair like a bull o' the country than the king o' 't.' As Robert departed, Peter Ogg came in, and as he passed the window, he heard the shoemaker averring: 'I haena risen frae my stule sin' ane o'clock; but there's a sicht to be dune to them, Mr. Ogg.' Indeed, Alexander ab Alexandro, as Mr. Innes facetiously styled him, was in more ways than one worthy of the name of Dooble. There seemed to be two natures in the man, which all his music had not yet been able to blend. CHAPTER X. ANOTHER DISCOVERY IN THE GARRET. Little did Robert dream of the reception that awaited him at home. Almost as soon as he had left the house, the following events began to take place. The mistress's bell rang, and Betty 'gaed benn the hoose to see what |
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