Vulgar words in St. Ronan's Well (Page 1)
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"Damn the tailzie!" said Mowbray; "if they had meant to keep up their estate, they should have entailed it when it was worth keeping: to tie a man down to such an insignificant thing as St. Ronan's, is like tethering a horse on six roods of a Highland moor."
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Sleeping, to be sure, is the most serious employment of your life-for as to eating, you hardly match a sparrow; but I entreat you to sleep without dreaming, or to keep your visions to yourself.-Why do you keep such fast hold o [Pg 173] f me?-What on earth can you be afraid of?-Surely you do not think the blockhead Binks, or any other of the good folks below yonder, dared to turn on me?
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"Custom!" retorted the stranger, "no such thing-damn'd bad custom, if it is one-don't tell me of customs-'Sbodikins, man, I know the rate of exchange all over the world, and have drawn bills from Timbuctoo-My friends in the Strand filed it along with Bruce's from Gondar-talk to me of premium on a Bank of England post-bill!-What d'ye look at the bill for?-D'ye think it doubtful-I can change it."
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I got that affected slut, Lady Binks's maid, to tell me what her mistress had set her mind on, and she is to wear a Grecian habit, forsooth, like one of Will Allan's Eastern subjects.-But here's the rub-there is only one shawl for sale in Edinburgh that is worth showing off in, and that is at the Gallery of Fashion.-Now, Mick, my friend, that shawl must be had for Clara, with the other trankums of muslin and lace, and so forth, which you will find marked in the paper there.-Send instantly and secure it, for, as Lady Binks writes by to-morrow's post, your order can go by to-night's mail-There is a note for L.100."
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Here is a blockhead, whom I already mentioned, Sir Bingo Binks, with whom something may be done worth your while, though scarce worth mine .
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Gomeril, an ass, a fool.
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Never did Earl that ever wore coronet fly into a pitch of more uncontrollable rage, than did my right honourable father: and in the ardour of his reply, he adopted my mother's phraseology, to inform her, that if there was a whore and bastard connected with his house, it was herself and her brat.
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"Talking of the drama, we had a miserable attempt at a sort of bastard theatricals, at Mowbray's rat-gnawed mansion.
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"Idle limmers-silly sluts-I'll warrant nane o' ye will ever see ony thing waur than yoursell, ye silly tawpies-Ghaist, indeed!-I'll warrant it's some idle dub-skelper frae the Waal, coming after some o' yoursells on nae honest errand-Ghaist, indeed!-Haud up the candle, John Ostler-I'se warrant it a twa-handed ghaist, and the door left on the sneck.
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"I wish that may not be the case of a packet which I expect in a few days-it should have been here already, or, perhaps, it may arrive in the beginning of the week-it is from that formal ass, Trueman the Quaker, who addresses me by my Christian and family name, Francis Tyrrel.
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Yes, Hal-this awkward Scotch laird, that has scarce tact enough to make love to a ewe-milker, or, at best, to some daggletailed soubrette, has the assurance to start himself as my rival!"
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"In that case, sir," said Jekyl, bowing coldly, "I have no more to say, and I hope there is no harm done.-Conceited coxcomb!" he added, mentally, as they parted, "how truly did Etherington judge of him, and what an ass was I to intermeddle!-I hope Etherington will strip him of every feather!"
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"Sir," said Mowbray, angrily, "you are too old either to play the buffoon, or to get buffoon's payment."
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"And why damn poor Burns?" said Clara, composedly; "it is not his fault if you have not risen a winner, for that, I suppose, is the cause of all this uproar."
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I did not let the old gentleman, Mr. Mowbray of St. Ronan's that was then, smoke my money-bags-that might have made him more tractable-not but that we went on indifferent well for a day or two, till I got a hint that my room was wanted, for that the Duke of Devil-knows-what was expected, and my bed was to serve his valet-de-chambre.-'Oh, damn all gentle cousins!' said I, and off I set on the pad round the world again, and thought no more of the Mowbrays till a year or so ago."
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"Ay, so called," answered Touchwood; "but by and by he is more likely to prove the Earl of Etherington himself, and t'other fine fellow the bastard."
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Look ye, sir, I do not go afoot for nothing-if I have laboured, I have reaped-and, like the fellow in the old play, 'I have enough, and can maintain my humour'-it is not a few hundreds, or thousands either, can stand betwixt old P. S. Touchwood and his purpose; and my present purpose is to make you, Mr. Mowbray of St. Ronan's, a free man of the forest.-You still look grave on it, young man?-Why, I trust you are [Pg 272] not such an ass as to think your dignity offended, because the plebeian Scrogie comes to the assistance of the terribly great and old house of Mowbray?"