She's a prawn!
Why not? / Is beïng a rebel not for his own sake?
And it wad far better become ye, Mr. Saddletree, continued his helpmate, "since ye say ye hae skeel o' the law, to try if ye can do onything for Effie Deans, puir thing, that's lying up in the tolbooth yonder, cauld, and hungry, and comfortless--A servant lass of ours, Mr. Butler, and as innocent a lass, to my thinking, and as usefu' in the shop--When Mr. Saddletree gangs out,--and ye're aware he's seldom at hame when there's ony o' the plea-houses open,--poor Effie used to help me to tumble the bundles o' barkened leather up and down, and range out the gudes, and suit a' body's humours--And troth, she could aye please the customers wi' her answers, for she was aye civil, and a bonnier lass wasna in Auld Reekie.
And it wad far better become ye, Mr. Saddletree,
It seem’d as if hell had burst forth in a crowd, And fury permitted to range; When still and anon was re-echo’d aloud— “Come forth, thou base tyrant! thou Odo the Proud! For Morcar and Hilda, revenge!”
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