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J. J. Bell The Misadventures of Joseph — His Old Enemy (1914)

The painter was not the sort of man who finds entertainment in prying into and discussing his neighbours' business; indeed, he shrank from revelations of all kinds, but more especially from those of an unhappy nature. So he made no enquiries and let the matter slip from his mind, gladly enough.
On the evening of the first of April Mr. Redhorn sat at his untidy fireside trying to darn a sock. The atmosphere around him was redolent of eucalyptus. He was beginning to recover from what he called his "annual Spring cauld in the heid," which had kept him indoors for the past three days.
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J. J. Bell The Misadventures of Joseph — His Old Enemy (1914)

Redhorn wearily. "I'm no' interrested in Danks this evenin'—even if he has been playin' another o' his dirty tricks on me. I'm no' interrested in ony human bein', nor in onything animal, vegetable or mineral, excep' Joseph Ridhorn. I'm ower wearied. So I'll bid ye guid nicht, or adieu—whichever ye prefer."
"Haud on, man!" cried the piermaster, catching him by the sleeve. "I'm gled to hear ye say ye're no' interrested in Peter Danks!" The words were uttered most impressively.
"Eh?" Mr. Redhorn's expression became more alert.
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J. J. Bell The Misadventures of Joseph — His Old Enemy (1914)

Ye can conseeder us quits, Danks an' me."
"I believe ye're stickin' up for the man!" cried Willie. "I didna think ye was sae saft."
"Aw!" murmured the painter, and fell to stroking his nose again.
"I believe," the boy pursued with sudden conviction, "I believe ye wud try to gi'e Danks a leg up, if ye wasna afraid."
"Afraid! Afraid o' what?" demanded Mr. Redhorn.
The boy hesitated, looking uneasy. "Afraid o' what the folk wud say," he mumbled.
Mr. Redhorn drew a long breath, expelled it, and said: "By Jupiter, ye've hit the nail on the heid!"
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