Запретный лес
IX. Before Lammas
"It’sa’Hawkshawland,butIneverlikitthefolk.There’sawheenfosybodiesyonder,whapraymairwiththeirtonguesthantheirhearts,andthey’reaskeenataniffer[bargain]asaMusselburghwabster--ayewi’thepuirfaceandthegreetin’wordwhenitcomestopayin’siller.AuldDobbieinMurchison’sClose--he’sourdoer[manofbusiness],yemaunken,ashisfatherwasaforehim--hehashadmonyasairtuilzieforourbitso’rents.NowthatNicholasisatthewarsit’smyshoutherthathastocarrytheburden,andthere’sneverapostfraeEmbrobutbringsmeDobbie’sscribin’.Ye’llkenthatthemailin’o’Crossbasketistolet,andwhauramItogetaguidtenantwi’thelandinsiccanasteer?"
DavidtoldherthenewshehadheardatKirkAller.
"Keepusa’!"shecried."GodsendNicholasbinnawi’Montrose,orwe’llhaehimandTamPurveshererauvagin’hisainlands,andifArgyllgetstheupperhandthey’llbeglorifyin’Godattheendo’atowintheGrassmarket.Hech,sir,we’resurelyfaunonthelatterdayswhen,itiswritten,confusionwillbeonthepeople.I’mfortheKirk,buttheytellmeMontroseislikewisefortheKirkasheconceivesit,andbetweenhertwawell-wishersit’slikeourauldSionwillgetuncolymishandled.ButIhaenaebrooo’poalitics.Mypoaliticsisjustanauldwife’spoaliticsthatwantstobeleftinpeacebyherfireside....ButyesayMontroseismairchin’south?He’llbeforEngland,andthatmeanstheroadbyAllerWater.
