J. J. Bell

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J. J. Bell,  Just Jemima — Chapter 11 (1919)

“ In the kitchen, a wee while later, I suddenly bursted into song.
"Stop it!" cries cook. "Ye've made me singe the white sauce."
"Never heed!" says I. "See what I got frae Mr. Pabbity! And you're to tak' one o' them."
It was really an impulsiveness on ma part, though I had felt vexed for her ever since her disappintment ower the umbrella.
"Five shillings!" she exclaims, "and he hasna been half an hour in the hoose! What for did he send me half-a-crown, lassie? What did he say?"
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J. J. Bell,  Just Jemima — Chapter 11 (1919)

“ Has she never let ye ken aboot the umbrella?"
"Ay," says he, for I had sent him a postcard tellin' him to leave it in the lounge next time. "Ay," he says, vera slow, "but it's no' the umbrella I want to see her aboot."
"Aweel," says cook, "it doesna matter what it is, for ye canna see her. She was able for neither her work nor her meat, and I expect she's in bed by noo. I'm gaun to gi'e her a pig to her feet and a pint o' double strong cocoa, and if that doesna sort her, I'll ha'e to get the mistress to her. It doesna dae to trifle wi' the flue."
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J. J. Bell,  Just Jemima — Chapter 11 (1919)

“ Pabbity was askin' questions aboot Westerbay like clockwork.
I got oot o' the room, wishin' it was possible to kick masel' wi' both feet spontaneously. Oh, me! I doubt I'll never ha'e ma fayther's wisdom that winna judge folk by their ootsides. Hoo true it is that a face like a cookin' fig may conceal a heart as lovely as a three-and-sixpenny peach!
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