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" And Mrs. Ray put her apron to her eyes.
"Ye'll na boune yit, Mary," said Matthew. "Ye'll na boune yon way for
mony a lang year yit. So dunnet ye beurt, Mary."
Mattha's blubbering tones somewhat discredited his stoical advice.
Rotha had taken down a cup, and put the old man to sit between herself
and Willy, facing Mrs. Ray.
"I met Ralph in the morning part," said Matthew; "he telt me all the
ins and outs aboot it. I reckon he were going to the kirk garth aboot
the berryin'."
Mrs. Ray raised her apron to her eyes again. Willy got up and left the
room. He at least was tortured by this kind of comfort.
"He's of the bettermer sort, _he_ is," said Matthew with a motion of
his head towards the door at which Willy had gone out. "He taks it
bad, does Willy. Ralph was chapfallen a laal bit, but not ower much.
Deary me, but ye've gat all sorts of sons though you've nobbut two.
Weel, weel," he added, as though reconciling himself to Willy's
tenderness and Ralph's hardness of heart, "if there were na fells
there wad be na dales.


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