Guy Mannering, Or, the Astrologer — Volume 02 by Sir Walter Scott
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'Hush! hush! I tell you it shall be a joint business.' 'Why, will ye give me half the kitt?' 'What, half the estate? D'ye mean we should set up house together at Ellangowan, and take the barony ridge about?' 'Sturmwetter, no! but you might give me half the value--half the gelt. Live with you? nein. I would have a lusthaus of mine own on the Middleburgh dyke, and a blumengarten like a burgomaster's.' 'Ay, and a wooden lion at the door, and a painted sentinel in the garden, with a pipe in his mouth! But, hark ye, Hatteraick, what will all the tulips and flower-gardens and pleasure-houses in the Netherlands do for you if you are hanged here in Scotland?' Hatteraick's countenance fell. 'Der deyvil! hanged!' 'Ay, hanged, mein Herr Captain. The devil can scarce save Dirk Hatteraick from being hanged for a murderer and kidnapper if the younker of Ellangowan should settle in this country, and if the gallant Captain chances to be caught here reestablishing his fair trade! And I won't say but, as peace is now so much talked of, their High Mightinesses may not hand him over to oblige their new allies, even if he remained in faderland.' 'Poz hagel, blitzen, and donner! I--I doubt you say true.' 'Not,' said Glossin, perceiving he had made the desired |
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