Justice itsel," dune for the sake o' a private grudge, will bunce back upo' the doer.

I hae little doobt the maister'll be the better for't; but gin ye be the waur, it'll be an ill job, Alec, my man." "I hae no ill-will at him, Thomas." "Weel, jist watch yer ain hert, and bewaur ye o' that.

I wad coonsel ye to try and please him a grainie mair nor ordinar'.

It's no that easy to the carnal man, but ye ken we ought to crucify the auld man, wi' his affections and lusts." "Weel, I'll try," said Alec, to whom it was not nearly so difficult as Thomas imagined.

His _man_ apparently was not very old yet.
And he did try; and the master seemed to appreciate his endeavours, and to accept them as a peace-offering, thus showing that he really was the better for the punishment he had received.
It would be great injustice to Mr Malison to judge him by the feeling of the present day.