An aunt, who has lately died in Galloway, has left him L2,000." "That isna capital enough to run Sandy Hastie's mill." "He wants me to join him." "And how will that help matters?
Twa thousand pounds added to Davie Callendar will be just L2,000." "I felt sure you would lend me L2,000; and in that case it would be a great chance for me.

I am very anxious to be--" "Your ain maister." "Not that altogether, uncle, although you know well the Callendars come of a kind that do not like to serve.

I want to have a chance to make money." "How much of your salary have you saved ?" "I have never tried to save anything yet, uncle, but I am going to begin." The old man sat silent for a few moments, and then said, "I wont do it, Davie." "It is only L2,000, Uncle John." "_Only_ L2,000! Hear the lad! Did ye ever mak L2,000?
Did ye ever save L2,000?
When ye hae done that ye'll ne'er put in the adverb, Davie.
_Only L2,000, indeed!_" "I thought you loved me, uncle." "I love no human creature better than you.

Whatna for should I not love you?
You are the only thing left to me o' the bonnie brave brother who wrapped his colors round him in the Afghan Pass, the brave-hearted lad who died fighting twenty to one.

And you are whiles sae like him that I'm tempted--na, na, that is a' byganes.