“There is no good in it. Just as soon as I am one of Her Majesty’s Councilors at Law, I shall take an office in the town, and rent a small floor, and then I shall require you to keep house for me.”
“You are running before you can creep, Neil. How are you going to pay rents, and buy furnishings? Forbye, I couldna leave Mither her lane. She hasna been hersel’ this year past, and whiles 17 she has sair attacks that gie us all a fearsome day or twa.”
“Mither has had those attacks for years.”
“All the more reason for us to be feared o’ them. Neil, I canna even think o’ my life, wanting Mither.”
“But you love me! I am bound to bring all kinds o’ good luck to our family.”
“Mither is good luck hersel’. There would be nae luck about the house, if Mither went awa’.”
“Well then, you will give Cluny up?”
“I canna say that I will do anything o’ that kind. Every lass wants a lover, and I have nane but Cluny.”
“I have a grand one in view for you.”
“Wha may the lad be?”