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The Antiquary

CHAPTER EIGHTEENTH
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She hastened to meet her uncle on his return, before he entered the parlour.
"Well, now, Miss Womankind, what is the meaning of that imploring countenance ?--has Juno done any more mischief ?" "No, uncle; but Juno's master is in such fear of your joking him about the seal--I assure you, he feels it much more than you would wish;--it's very silly of him, to be sure; but then you can turn everybody so sharply into ridicule"-- "Well, my dear," answered Oldbuck, propitiated by the compliment, "I will rein in my satire, and, if possible, speak no more of the phoca--I will not even speak of sealing a letter, but say umph, and give a nod to you when I want the wax-light--I am not monitoribus asper, but, Heaven knows, the most mild, quiet, and easy of human beings, whom sister, niece, and nephew, guide just as best pleases them." With this little panegyric on his own docility, Mr.Oldbuck entered the parlour, and proposed to his nephew a walk to the Mussel-crag.

"I have some questions to ask of a woman at Mucklebackit's cottage," he observed, "and I would willingly have a sensible witness with me--so, for fault of a better, Hector, I must be contented with you." "There is old Edie, sir, or Caxon--could not they do better than me ?" answered M'Intyre, feeling somewhat alarmed at the prospect of a long tete-a-tete with his uncle.
"Upon my word, young man, you turn me over to pretty companions, and I am quite sensible of your politeness," replied Mr.Oldbuck.

"No, sir, I intend the old Blue-Gown shall go with me--not as a competent witness, for he is, at present, as our friend Bailie Littlejohn says (blessings on his learning!) tanquam suspectus, and you are suspicione major, as our law has it." "I wish I were a major, sir," said Hector, catching only the last, and, to a soldier's ear, the most impressive word in the sentence,--"but, without money or interest, there is little chance of getting the step." "Well, well, most doughty son of Priam," said the Antiquary, "be ruled by your friends, and there's no saying what may happen--Come away with me, and you shall see what may be useful to you should you ever sit upon a court-martial, sir." "I have been on many a regimental court-martial, sir," answered Captain M'Intyre.

"But here's a new cane for you." "Much obliged, much obliged." "I bought it from our drum-major," added M'Intyre, "who came into our regiment from the Bengal army when it came down the Red Sea.

It was cut on the banks of the Indus, I assure you." "Upon my word, 'tis a fine ratan, and well replaces that which the ph-- Bah! what was I going to say ?" The party, consisting of the Antiquary, his nephew, and the old beggar, now took the sands towards Mussel-crag--the former in the very highest mood of communicating information, and the others, under a sense of former obligation, and some hope for future favours, decently attentive to receive it.


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