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 "Ane! what ane? Has he nae name? Ye speak as if I kept a shop, and was to come at every body's whistle."

"Yes, he has a name," answered John, "but your Leddyship likes ill to hear't."

"What is it, you fool?"

"It's Calf-Gibbie, my Leddy," said John, in a tone rather above the pitch of decorous respect, on which he occasionally trespassed, confiding in his merit as an ancient servant of the family, and a faithful follower of their humble fortunes—"It's Calf-Gibbie, an' your Leddyship will hae't, that keeps Edie Henshaw's kye down yonder at the Brigg-end—that's him that was Guse-Gibbie at Tillietudlem, and gaed to the wappinshaw, and that"

"Hold your peace, John; you are very insolent to think I wad speak wi' a person like that. Let him tell his business to you or Mrs Headrigg."

"He'll no hear o' that, my Leddy; he says, them that sent him bade him gi'e the thing to your Leddyship's ain hand direct,