I can put the bairns on the woodpile to play until I get back.

Ye gang awa and take the blessed little angel her beautiful hat." "Are you sure it will be all right ?" urged Freckles.

"Do you think if Mr.McLean came he would care ?" "Na," said Mrs.Duncan; "I dinna.

If ye and me agree that a thing ought to be done, and I watch in your place, why, it's bound to be all right with McLean.

Let me pin the hat in a paper, and ye jump on your wheel and gang flying.