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ther, who, on seeing her, exclaimed, "Are ye no avva yet bairns! I never saw the like. Sic a fight to get you to the schul! Nae wonner ye learn little, when you'r at it. Gae awa like good bairns; for there's nae schulin the morn ye ken, its the fair day."
Meg set off after some farther parley; but Jean continued to catch the flies at the window, taking no notice of her mother's exhortations, though again repeated in pretty nearly the same terms.
"Dear me!" said the mother, "what's the matter wi' the bairn! what for winna ye gang, when Meg's gane? Rin, and ye'll be after her or she wins to the end o' the loan."
"I'm no ga'an the day," says Jean, turning away her face. "And what fore are no ye ga'an, my dear?" says her mother. "Cause I hinna gotten my questions," replied Jean.
"O, but ye may gang for a' that," said
