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"Nay, Tibbie, if you find fault with such a sweet, winning young

creature, I shall think it is all because you will not endure a mistress

at Gowanbrae over you"

"His lordship'll please himsel' wi' a leddy to be mistress o' Gowanbrae,

but auld Tibbie'll never cross the doorstane mair"

"Indeed you will, Tibbie; here are o down, as soon as you can conveniently "

"They uide it after han, an'

that'll no be

leddy ance he's married on her, may be a whilie afore, but that's no to

bind ither folk, an' it's no to be thought that at lish fykes an' nonsense ots

Na, na, Maister Colin, his lordship'll fend weel aneugh wantin' Tibbie;

an' what for suld I leave yerself, an' you settin' up wi' a house o'

yer ain? Deed an' my mind's made up, I'll e'en bide wi' ye, an' naeinto his cheeks, "don't reckon

without your host, Tibbie Do you think Gowanbrae the second is never to

have any mistress but yourself?"

"Haud ai' ye, laddie, I ken fine what ye'ra ettlin' at, but yon's a

braw leddy, no like thae English folk, but a woman o' understandin', an'

h to ken a body that'll

serve her weel, an' see to the guidin' o' thae feckless queens o'

servant lasses, for bad's the best o' them ye'll fin' hereawa' Nae