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concerning the manner in which he had passed the night.

"We canna compliment Mr. Lovel on his looks this morning, brother-but he winna condescend on any ground of disturbance he has had in the night-time-I am certain he looks very pale, and when he came here he was as fresh as a rose.'

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Why, sister, consider this rose of yours has been knocked about by sea and wind all yesterday evening as if he had been a bunch of kelp or tangle, and how the devil would you have him retain his colour?”

"I certainly do still feel somewhat fatigued," said Lovel, "notwithstanding the excellent accommodations with which your hospitality supplied me."

"Ah sir!" said Miss Oldbuck, looking at him with a knowing smile, or what was meant to be 66 one, ye'll not allow of any inconvenience, out of civility to us." "Really, madam, I had no disturbance, for I cannot term such the music with which some kind fairy favoured me."

"I doubted Mary wad wake you wi' her skreighing ; she didna ken I had left open a chink of your window, for, forbye the ghaist, the Green Room doesna vent weel in a high wind-But, I am judging, ye heard mair than Mary's lilts yestreen-weel, men are hardy creatures, they can gae through wi' a' thing-I am sure had I been to undergo ony thing of that nature,-that's to say that's beyond nature-I would hae skreigh'd out at once, and raised the house, be the consequence what liket-and, I dare say, the minister wad hae done as mickle, and sae I hae tald him-I ken naebody but my brother, Monkbarns himsel, wad gae through the like o't, if, indeed, it binna you, Mr. Lovel."

"A man of Mr. Oldbuck's learning, madam, would not be exposed to the inconvenience sustained by the Highland gentleman you mentioned last night."

"Ay! ay! ye understand now where the difficulty lies-language? he has ways o' his ain wad banish a' thae sort o' worricows as far as the hindermost parts

Mr. Lovel's head-ye wad spoil the maist natural and beautifaest head o' hair in a' Fairport, baith burgh and county."

The poor barber sighed over the direspect into which his art had so universally fallen, but Jenny was a person too important to offend by contradiction; so, sitting quietly down in the kitchen, he digested at once his humiliation, and the contents of a bicker which held a Scotch pint of substantial oatmeal porridge.

CHAPTER XI.

Sometimes he thinks that Heaven this vision sent,
And ordered all the pageants as they went;
Sometimes that only 'twas wild Fancy's play,-
The loose and scatter'd reliques of the day.

We must now request our readers to adjourn to the breakfast-parlour of Mr. Oldbuck, who, despising the modern slops of tea and coffee, was substantially regaling himself, more marjorum, with cold roast-beef, and a glass of a sort of beverage called Mum, a species of fat ale, brewed from wheat and bitter herbs, of which the present generation only know the name by its occurrence in revenue acts of parliament, coupled with cyder, perry, and other exciseable commodities. Lovel, who was seduced to taste it, with difficulty refrained from pronouncing it detestable, but did refrain, as he saw he should otherwise give great offence to his host, who had the liquor annually prepared with peculiar care, according to the approved recipe bequeathed to him by the so-often-mentioned Aldobrand Oldenbuck. The hospitality of the ladies offered Lovel a breakfast more suited to modern taste, and while he was engaged in partaking it, he was assailed by indirect inquiries

concerning the manner in which he had passed the night.

"We canna compliment Mr. Lovel on his looks this morning, brother-but he winna condescend on any ground of disturbance he has had in the night-time-I am certain he looks very pale, and when he came here he was as fresh as a rose.'

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"Why, sister, consider this rose of yours has been knocked about by sea and wind all yesterday evening as if he had been a bunch of kelp or tangle, and how the devil would you have him retain his colour?”

"I certainly do still feel somewhat fatigued," said Lovel, "notwithstanding the excellent accommodations with which your hospitality supplied me.'

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"Ah sir!" said Miss Oldbuck, looking at him with a knowing smile, or what was meant to be one, "ye'll not allow of any inconvenience, out of civility to us.' Really, madam, I had no disturbance, for I cannot term such the music with which some kind fairy favoured me."

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"I doubted Mary wad wake you wi' her skreighing; she didna ken I had left open a chink of your window, for, forbye the ghaist, the Green Room doesna vent weel in a high wind-But, I am judging, ye heard mair than Mary's lilts yestreen-weel, men are hardy creatures, they can gae through wi' a' thing-I am sure had I been to undergo ony thing of that nature,-that's to say that's beyond nature-I would hae skreigh'd out at once, and raised the house, be the consequence what liket—and, I dare say, the minister wad hae done as mickle, and sae I hae tald him-I ken naebody but my brother, Monkbarns himsel, wad gae through the like o't, if, indeed, it binna you, Mr. Lovel."

“A man of Mr. Oldbuck's learning, madam, would not be exposed to the inconvenience sustained by the Highland gentleman you mentioned last night."

"Ay! ay! ye understand now where the difficulty lies-language? he has ways o' his ain wad banish a' thae sort o' worricows as far as the hindermost parts

Mr. Lovel's head-ye wad spoil the maist natural and beautifaest head o' hair in a' Fairport, baith burgh and county."

The poor barber sighed over the direspect into which his art had so universally fallen, but Jenny was a person too important to offend by contradiction; so, sitting quietly down in the kitchen, he digested at once his humiliation, and the contents of a bicker which held a Scotch pint of substantial oatmeal porridge.

CHAPTER XI.

Sometimes he thinks that Heaven this vision sent,
And ordered all the pageants as they went;
Sometimes that only 'twas wild Fancy's play,—
The loose and scatter'd reliques of the day.

We must now request our readers to adjourn to the breakfast-parlour of Mr. Oldbuck, who, despising the modern slops of tea and coffee, was substantially regaling himself, more marjorum, with cold roast-beef, and a glass of a sort of beverage called Mum, a species of fat ale, brewed from wheat and bitter herbs, of which the present generation only know the name by its occurrence in revenue acts of parliament, coupled with cyder, perry, and other exciseable commodities. Lovel, who was seduced to taste it, with difficulty refrained from pronouncing it detestable, but did refrain, as he saw he should otherwise give great offence to his host, who had the liquor annually prepared with peculiar care, according to the approved recipe bequeathed to him by the so-often-mentioned Aldobrand Oldenbuck. The hospitality of the ladies offered Lovel a breakfast more suited to modern taste, and while he was engaged in partaking it, he was assailed by indirect inquiries

concerning the manner in which he had passed the night.

"We canna compliment Mr. Lovel on his looks this morning, brother-but he winna condescend on any ground of disturbance he has had in the night-time-I am certain he looks very pale, and when he came here he was as fresh as a rose.

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"Why, sister, consider this rose of yours has been knocked about by sea and wind all yesterday evening as if he had been a bunch of kelp or tangle, and how the devil would you have him retain his colour?"

"I certainly do still feel somewhat fatigued," said Lovel, "notwithstanding the excellent accommodations with which your hospitality supplied me.'

"Ah sir!" said Miss Oldbuck, looking at him with a knowing smile, or what was meant to be one, "ye'll not allow of any inconvenience, out of civility to us."

"Really, madam, I had no disturbance, for I cannot term such the music with which some kind fairy favoured me."

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"I doubted Mary wad wake you wi' her skreighing ; she didna ken I had left open a chink of your window, for, forbye the ghaist, the Green Room doesna vent weel in a high wind-But, I am judging, ye heard mair than Mary's lilts yestreen-weel, men are hardy creatures, they can gae through wi' a' thing-I am sure had I been to undergo ony thing of that nature,-that's to say that's beyond nature-I would hae skreigh'd out at once, and raised the house, be the consequence what liket-and, I dare say, the minister wad hae done as mickle, and sae I hae tald him-I ken naebody but my brother, Monkbarns himsel, wad gae through the like o't, if, indeed, it binna you, Mr. Lovel."

"A man of Mr. Oldbuck's learning, madam, would not be exposed to the inconvenience sustained by the Highland gentleman you mentioned last night."

"Ay! ay! ye understand now where the diffi culty lies language? he has ways o' his ain wad banish a' thae sert o' worricows as far as the hindermost parts

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