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    parlour.

    "Well, now, Miss Womankind, what is the meaning of that imploring
    countenance?--has Juno done any more mischief?"

    "No, uncle; but Juno's master is in such fear of your joking him about
    the seal--I assure you, he feels it much more than you would wish;--it's
    very silly of him, to be sure; but then you can turn everybody so sharply
    into ridicule"--

    "Well, my dear," answered Oldbuck, propitiated by the compliment, "I will
    rein in my satire, and, if possible, speak no more of the _phoca_--I will
    not even speak of sealing a letter, but say _umph,_ and give a nod to you
    when I want the wax-light--I am not _monitoribus asper,_ but, Heaven
    knows, the most mild, quiet, and easy of human beings, whom sister,
    niece, and nephew, guide just as best pleases them."

    With this little panegyric on his own docility, Mr. Oldbuck entered the
    parlour, and proposed to his nephew a walk to the Mussel-crag. "I have
    some questions to ask of a woman at Mucklebackit's cottage," he observed,
    "and I would willingly have a sensible witness with me--so, for fault of
    a better, Hector, I must be contented with you."

    "There is old Edie, sir, or Caxon--could not they do better than me?"
    answered M'Intyre, feeling somewhat alarmed at the prospect of a long
    _tete-a-tete_ with his uncle.

    "Upon my word, young man, you turn me over to pretty companions, and I am
    quite sensible of your politeness," replied Mr. Oldbuck. "No, sir, I
    intend the old Blue-Gown shall go with me--not as a competent witness,
    for he is, at present, as our friend Bailie Littlejohn says (blessings on
    his learning!) _tanquam suspectus,_ and you are _suspicione major,_ as
    our law has it."

    "I wish I were a major, sir," said Hector, catching only the last, and,
    to a soldier's ear, the most impressive word in the sentence,--"but,
    without money or interest, there is little chance of getting the step."

    "Well, well, most doughty son of Priam," said the Antiquary, "be ruled by
    your friends, and there's no saying what may happen--Come away with me,
    and you shall see what may be useful to you should you ever sit upon a
    court-martial, sir."

    "I have been on many a regimental court-martial, sir," answered Captain
    M'Intyre. "But here's a new cane for you."

    "Much obliged, much obliged."

    "I bought it from our drum-major," added M'Intyre, "who came into our
    regiment from the Bengal army when it came down the Red Sea. It was cut
    on the banks of the Indus, I assure you."

    "Upon my word, 'tis a fine ratan, and well replaces that which the _ph_--
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