[The Antiquary by Sir Walter Scott]@TWC D-Link bookThe Antiquary CHAPTER FOURTH 4/13
I., it will double its value, being filled wi' gowd instead of silver.
Od, ye work as if ye had been bred to pick and shule--ye could win your round half-crown ilka day.
Tak care o' your taes wi' that stane!" giving a kick to a large one which the adept had heaved out with difficulty, and which Edie pushed back again to the great annoyance of his associate's shins. Thus exhorted by the mendicant, Dousterswivel struggled and laboured among the stones and stiff clay, toiling like a horse, and internally blaspheming in German.
When such an unhallowed syllable escaped his lips, Edie changed his battery upon him. "O dinna swear! dinna swear! Wha kens whals listening!--Eh! gude guide us, what's yon!--Hout, it's just a branch of ivy flightering awa frae the wa'; when the moon was in, it lookit unco like a dead man's arm wi' a taper in't--I thought it was Misticot himsell.
But never mind, work you away--fling the earth weel up by out o' the gate--Od, if ye're no as clean a worker at a grave as Win Winnet himsell! What gars ye stop now ?--ye're just at the very bit for a chance." "Stop!" said the German, in a tone of anger and disappointment, "why, I am down at de rocks dat de cursed ruins (God forgife me!) is founded upon." "Weel," said the beggar, "that's the likeliest bit of ony.
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