My Aunt Sabina would not have wished it; nor would I leave my grandfather, without his full permission.

I thank you much for coming, sir; but be gone at once by the way you came; and pray how did you come, sir ?" '"Fair cousin, you will grieve for this; you will mourn, when you cannot mend it.

I would my mother had been here, soon would she have persuaded you.

And yet," he added, with the smile of his accustomed gaiety, "it would have been an unco thing, as we say in Scotland, for her ladyship to have waited upon you, as her graceless son has done, and hopes to do again ere long.

Down the cliffs I came, and up them I must make way back again.