Mrs. M'Lerie (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 edition. Excerpt: ...this the place? You gang furrit, Mistress Munro.... My whit a crood o'folk " "Ye sud see it at nicht," returned her friend. "Some sales has an auction at nicht, and, I can tell ye, it 's a sicht But I dinna like the auction business masel'. I aye buy things I dinna want. I yinst got landit wi' a spy-gless that naebody cud see through. I 'm shair I dinna ken to this day whit I bocht it fur, an' ma man lauchs at me yet.... But we best tak' a luk roon' afore the crood gets bigger. Come awa', Mistress M' Lerie. Dinna be feart.' It was an hour and a half later. The two friends, who had lost each other for a portion of the period, met beside a group of chairs, all of which were more or less worn and damaged. "Is this whaur ye 've been a' this time?" Mrs. Munro inquired solicitously, "I 'm shair ye 're wearit." "I 'm that warm I aye get that warm when I 'm in a crood. So I jist said to masel' I wud wait here, an' ha'e a sate. But they wudna let me sit doon unless I bocht the chair." "Wha wudna let ye sit doon?" demanded Mrs. Munro, almost fiercely, glowering at some ladies in the neighborhood. "Aw, I cudna tell ye that noo.... Never heed. I 'm no' as warm as I wis, an' I 'm rale gled to see ye again." "Wis ye feart?" "Och, I 'm no' that easy feart. Did ye buy a fender?" Mrs. Munro shook her head. "The fenders I seen wisna worth takin' awa'. I never seen sic like fenders An' they wadna sell yin unner saxpence. Some folk ha 'e an' awfu' neck ' "Weel," said Mrs. M'Lerie, "I'm vexed ye didna get a fender. Wis there naethin' else ye wis wantin'?" "Na. Everythin' 's ower dear the day. I 'll maybe come back the morn when the...