He used to work a day's turn weel eneugh; but he help'd Miss Rose when she was flemit with the Laird of Killancureit's new English bull, and since that time we ca' him Davie Do-little indeed we might ca' him Davie Do-naething, for since he got that gay clothing, to please his honour and my young mistress (great folks will have their fancies), he has done naething but dance up and down about the TOUN, without doing a single turn, unless trimming the laird's fishing-wand or busking his flies, or maybe catching a dish of trouts at an orra-time.

But here comes Miss Rose, who, I take burden upon me for her, will be especially glad to see one of the house of Waverley at her father's mansion at Tully-Veolan.' But Rose Bradwardine deserves better of her unworthy historian, than to be introduced at the end of a chapter.
In the meanwhile it may be noticed, that Waverley learned two things from this colloquy; that in Scotland a single house was called a TOWN, and a natural fool an INNOCENT.

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