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J. J. Bell The Misadventures of Joseph — An Intrusion of Youth (1914)

Agnes made it plain that she could offer no hope.
"The message said she was sinkin' fast; an', onyway, Mistress McFadyen wudna ha'e gaed to Glesca on chance—twa shillin's an seevenpence return, forbye tuppence for the pier. This dirt maun be terrible bad for yer health, Maister Ridhorn."
The painter did not respond, and Agnes had the wit to refrain from further discussion of the subect now nearest her heart, and to apply all her energies to her domestic labours. Being no politician, she probably reflected that, after all, her actions might speak louder than her words.
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J. J. Bell The Misadventures of Joseph — An Intrusion of Youth (1914)

Redhorn smoked a cigarette of the worst possible quality and meditated on the pleasantness that had so unexpectedly befallen him.
"My, but youth's a bonny thing," he said to himself. "There's something aboot a young female's kindness that's different frae a' ither human kindnesses. 'Deed, it's worth ha'ein a game leg for—nearly."
On her return Agnes proceeded to tidy up, which is a mild way of putting it, since she began with a general upheaval.
"Here, stop it!" exclaimed the painter. "I canna let ye kill yersel'. It's no' the Spring, onyway!"
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