It was quite evident, Mr.Sandboys again repeated, that Fate had set her face against their ever enjoying the treat, and, for his part, he was not going to thrust his head any longer against the wall that Destiny had run up between them and the building.
CHAPTER XXIV.
“Waes me! what’s this that lugs sae at my heart,
And fills my breast with seck a dispert smart?
Can’t be that thing cawt luive? Good folks now tell,
And I’se set down just how I find mysel.
“I used to sing my sang, and crack my joke,
And shake my sides at murth like other folk,
But I’se sare chang’d frae what I used to be;