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Then baith cape stapping down the stair The merning now was calm and fair, Weel says the laird my trusty frien, Hae ye ought in your chamber seen, Quoth Thrummy sir I naething saw That did me ony ill ava— Weel quoth the laird ye now may gang, Ye ken the day’s nae yerra lang ; In the meantime it’s calm and clear, Ye lose your time in waiting here. Quoth Thrummy sir mind what I tell, I’v mair right here than yoursell Sae till I like I here shall bide. The laird at this began to child: Says he my friend ye’re 'turning rude, Says Thrummy I’ll my claim make good For here I just before you a', The rights of this estate can shaw, And that is mair than ye can do- What quo the laird can that be true; ’Tis true quo Thrummy look and see, D’ye thitik that I wad tell a lie. The parchment from las pouch then drew And down upoh the table threw. THe laird at this up to him ran, And cry'd where did you get them man ? Syne Thrummy tauld him all the tale, As I’ve tauld you baith clear and hale, The laird at this was fidging fain That he had got his rights again, And fifty guineas down did tell, Besides a present for himsel