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The Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner by James Hogg
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was at the control of a heathenish man of Belial--a dangler among
the daughters of women--a promiscuous dancer--and a player of
unlawful games. Forgo your rudeness, Sir, I say, and depart away
from my presence and that of my kinswoman.

"Come along, I say, my charming Rab. If you were the pink of all
puritans, and the saint of all saints, you are my wife, and must do
as I command you."

"Sir, I will sooner lay down my life than be subjected to your
godless will; therefore I say, desist, and begone with you."

But the laird regarded none of these testy sayings: he rolled her in
a blanket, and bore her triumphantly away to his chamber, taking
care to keep a fold or two of the blanket always rather near to her
mouth, in case of any outrageous forthcoming of noise.

The next day at breakfast the bride was long in making her
appearance. Her maid asked to see her; but George did not choose
that anybody should see her but himself. He paid her several
visits, and always turned the key as he came out. At length
breakfast was served; and during the time of refreshment the laird
tried to break several jokes; but it was remarked that they wanted
their accustomed brilliancy, and that his nose was particularly red
at the top.

Matters, without all doubt, had been very bad between the new-
married couple; for in the course of the day the lady deserted her
quarters, and returned to her father's house in Glasgow, after
having been a night on the road; stage-coaches and steam-boats
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