upon its face: being that outgoing ships may have time to carry news of the transaction, and the su...
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justice? or does it not sound honestly like a piece of some low dirty intrigue, of which the very f...
still calling me Saxpence, but with such a turn that should rather uplift me in my own opinion. Whe...
this experience, and aye the swat ran upon the man. It chanced, ye see, that Tam keeked up, and he ...
"He has come to your call," said I; "judge how near he was to Edinburgh, or what was the nature of ...
"Ou, the name's naething", said he; "the thing is there, whatever. It just comes to this; if I am t...
surprised if they were hunkering this wood. Ye see, David man; they'll be Hieland folk. There'll be...
"Preserve me!" she cried. "Has Ebenezer gotten a son?" "No, ma'am," said I. "I am a son of Alexande...
"I am glad so see you are thrifty, Mr. Balfour," says he, making his notes. "I would think shame t...
words or the tone of my voice she came to a stop. "What is this you say?" she asked. "What are you ...
held myself bound upon my vanity to make good that boastfulness. Nay, and he hit me with the other ...
declaration out of hand and be able to lay me down to sleep with a free conscience. At first I read...
case - ah, yes, Mr. Balfour! whether we like it or no, the case is political - and I tremble when I...
charge, of which I am as innocent as yourself. They dare not bring me to my trial, and in the meanw...
Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson DEDICATION. TO CHARLES BAXTER, WRITER TO THE SIGNET. MY DEAR ...