Malcolm
9781465551016
pages
Library of Alexandria
Overview
MISS HORN Na, na; I hae nae feelin’s, I'm thankfu' to say. I never kent ony guid come o' them. They're a terrible sicht i' the gait. Naebody ever thoucht o' layin' 't to yer chairge, mem. 'Deed, I aye had eneuch adu to du the thing I had to du, no to say the thing 'at naebody wad du but mysel'. I hae had nae leisur' for feelin’s an' that, insisted Miss Horn. But here a heavy step descending the stair just outside the room attracted her attention, and checking the flow of her speech perforce, with three ungainly strides she reached the landing
