书城公版The Art of Writing
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``I don't know, sir,'' answered the unenlightened Hector; ``but if a man must pay his debt or go to jail, it signifies but little whether he goes as a debtor or a rebel, I should think.But you say this command of the king's gives a license of so many days --Now, egad, were I in the scrape, I would beat a march and leave the king and the creditor to settle it among themselves before they came to extremities.''

``So wad I,'' said Edie; ``I wad gie them leg-bail to a certainty.''

``True,'' replied Monkbarns; ``but those whom the law suspects of being unwilling to abide her formal visit, she proceeds with by means of a shorter and more unceremonious call, as dealing with persons on whom patience and favour would be utterly thrown away.''

``Ay,'' said Ochiltree, ``that will be what they ca' the fugie-warrants --I hae some skeel in them.There's Border-warrants too in the south country, unco rash uncanny things;--I was taen up on ane at Saint James's Fair, and keepit in the auld kirk at Kelso the haill day and night; and a cauld goustie place it was, I'se assure ye.--But whatna wife's this, wi' her creel on her back? It's puir Maggie hersell, I'm thinking.''

It was so.The poor woman's sense of her loss, if not diminished, was become at least mitigated by the inevitable necessity of attending to the means of supporting her family; and her salutation to Oldbuck was made in an odd mixture between the usual language of solicitation with which she plied her customers, and the tone of lamentation for her recent calamity.

``How's a' wi' ye the day, Monkbarns? I havena had the grace yet to come down to thank your honour for the credit ye did puir Steenie, wi' laying his head in a rath grave, puir fallow.''

--Here she whimpered and wiped her eyes with the corner of her blue apron--``But the fishing comes on no that ill, though the gudeman hasna had the heart to gang to sea himsell--Atweel I would fain tell him it wad do him gude to put hand to wark--but I'm maist fear'd to speak to him--and it's an unco thing to hear ane o' us speak that gate o' a man--However, Ihae some dainty caller haddies, and they sall be but three shillings the dozen, for I hae nae pith to drive a bargain ennow, and maun just tak what ony Christian body will gie, wi' few words and nae flyting.''

``What shall we do, Hector?'' said Oldbuck, pausing: ``I got into disgrace with my womankind for making a bad bargain with her before.These maritime animals, Hector, are unlucky to our family.''

``Pooh, sir, what would you do?--give poor Maggie what she asks, or allow me to send a dish of fish up to Monkbarns.''

And he held out the money to her; but Maggie drew back her hand.``Na, na, Captain; ye're ower young and ower free o' your siller--ye should never tak a fish-wife's first bode; and troth I think maybe a flyte wi' the auld housekeeper at Monkbarns, or Miss Grizel, would do me some gude--And I want to see what that hellicate quean Jenny Ritherout's doing--folk said she wasna weel--She'll be vexing hersell about Steenie, the silly tawpie, as if he wad ever hae lookit ower his shouther at the like o'her!--Weel, Monkbarns, they're braw caller haddies, and they'll bid me unco little indeed at the house if ye want crappit-heads the day.''

And so on she paced with her burden,--grief, gratitude for the sympathy of her betters, and the habitual love of traffic and of gain, chasing each other through her thoughts.

``And now that we are before the door of their hut,'' said Ochiltree, ``I wad fain ken, Monkbarns, what has gar'd ye plague yoursell wi' me a' this length? I tell ye sincerely I hae nae pleasure in ganging in there.I downa bide to think how the young hae fa'en on a' sides o' me, and left me an useless auld stump wi' hardly a green leaf on't.''

``This old woman,'' said Oldbuck, ``sent you on a message to the Earl of Glenallan, did she not?''

``Ay!'' said the surprised mendicant; ``how ken ye that sae weel?''

``Lord Glenallan told me himself,'' answered the Antiquary;``so there is no delation--no breach of trust on your part; and as he wishes me to take her evidence down on some important family matters, I chose to bring you with me, because in her situation, hovering between dotage and consciousness, it is possible that your voice and appearance may awaken trains of recollection which I should otherwise have no means of exciting.

The human mind--what are you about, Hector?''

``I was only whistling for the dog, sir,'' replied the Captain ``she always roves too wide--I knew I should be troublesome to you.''

``Not at all, not at all,'' said Oldbuck, resuming the subject of his disquisition--``the human mind is to be treated like a skein of ravelled silk, where you must cautiously secure one free end before you can make any progress in disentangling it.''

``I ken naething about that,'' said the gaberlunzie; ``but an my auld acquaintance be hersell, or anything like hersell, she may come to wind us a pirn.It's fearsome baith to see and hear her when she wampishes about her arms, and gets to her English, and speaks as if she were a prent book, let a-be an auld fisher's wife.But, indeed, she had a grand education, and was muckle taen out afore she married an unco bit beneath hersell.She's aulder than me by half a score years--but I mind weel eneugh they made as muckle wark about her making a half-merk marriage wi' Simon Mucklebackit, this Saunders's father, as if she had been ane o' the gentry.But she got into favour again, and then she lost it again, as I hae heard her son say, when he was a muckle chield; and then they got muckle siller, and left the Countess's land, and settled here.But things never throve wi'

them.Howsomever, she's a weel-educate woman, and an she win to her English, as I hae heard her do at an orra time, she may come to fickle us a'.''