human
After a', it's true that my lady says--there's nae trusting a presbyterian; they are a' faithless man-sworn louns. Whae wad hae thought that young Milnwood and Cuddie Headrigg wad hae taen on wi' thae rebel blackguards?
gpt
What do you mean by such improbable nonsense, Jenny?
human
I ken it's no pleasing for you to hear, madam, answered Jenny hardily;
gpt
Ringing with what, Jenny? Have you a mind to drive me mad?
human
Just that Henry Morton of Milnwood is out wi' the rebels, and ane o' their chief leaders.
gpt
It is a falsehood! said Edith--
human
Dear! dear! Miss Edith, replied Jenny, still constant to her text,
gpt
Jenny, said her young mistress hastily,
human
Because Tam Halliday, answered the handmaiden,
gpt
(here Jenny looked a little down,)
human
Poh, you silly girl, said Edith, assuming some courage,
gpt
Na, madam, it canna be that, for John Gudyill took the other dragoon (he's an auld hard-favoured man, I wotna his name) into the cellar, and gae him a tass o' brandy to get the news out o' him, and he said just the same as Tam Halliday, word for word; and Mr Gudyill was in sic a rage, that he tauld it a' ower again to us, and says the haill rebellion is owing to the nonsense o' my Leddy and the Major, and Lord Evandale, that begged off young Milnwood and Cuddie yesterday morning, for that, if they had suffered, the country wad hae been quiet--and troth I am muckle o' that opinion mysell.