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Guy Mannering or The Astrologer
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CHAPTER XXVIII
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And the gentry had kind hearts, and would have given baith lap and pannel to ony puir gipsy; and there was not one, from Johnnie Faa the upright man to little Christie that was in the panniers, would cloyed a dud from them.

But ye are a' altered from the gude auld rules, and no wonder that you scour the cramp-ring and trine to the cheat sae often.
Yes, ye are a' altered: you 'll eat the goodman's meat, drink his drink, sleep on the strammel in his barn, and break his house and cut his throat for his pains! There's blood on your hands, too, ye dogs, mair than ever came there by fair righting.

See how ye'll die then.

Lang it was ere he died; he strove, and strove sair, and could neither die nor live; but you--half the country will see how ye'll grace the woodie.' The party set up a hoarse laugh at Meg's prophecy.
'What made you come back here, ye auld beldam ?' said one of the gipsies; 'could ye not have staid where you were, and spaed fortunes to the Cumberland flats?
Bing out and tour, ye auld devil, and see that nobody has scented; that's a' you're good for now.' 'Is that a' I am good for now ?' said the indignant matron.

'I was good for mair than that in the great fight between our folk and Patrico Salmon's; if I had not helped you with these very fambles (holding up her hands), Jean Baillie would have frummagem'd you, ye feckless do-little!' There was here another laugh at the expense of the hero who had received this amazon's assistance.
'Here, mother,' said one of the sailors, 'here's a cup of the right for you, and never mind that bully-huff.' Meg drank the spirits, and, withdrawing herself from farther conversation, sat down before the spot where Brown lay hid, in such a posture that it would have been difficult for any one to have approached it without her rising.


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