‘What have I done now?’
‘It’s no your daein’; it’s your no-daein’. Ye never look near him.’
‘He doesn’t want to be bothered with me.’
The door opened, and the master of the house came in. He gave Alec his hand with his usual dry, consequential air, and hardly looking at him, made some indifferent remark to his cousin.
‘Here’s Alec sayin’ he doesna believe you want to be bothered wi’ him,’ she said.
The old man seated himself deliberately, and made no disclaimer of the imputation.
‘You’ll be going home for the summer?’ he asked.
‘Yes; I am going home at the end of the month; but I should like to get a tutorship for the summer, if I could.’
‘Humph!’
‘What are you going to be?’ asked Mr. Lindsay after a pause—‘a doctor, or a minister, or what?’