tle-Cuddy—we were hand and glove—I rode his horses—borrowed money, both for him and from him—trained his hawks, and taught him how to lay his bets; and when he took a fancy of marrying, I married him to Katie Glegg, whom I thought myself as sure of as man could be of woman. Egad, she had me out of the house, as if I had run on wheels, within the first fortnight."
"Well!" replied Bucklaw, "I think I have nothing of Castle-Cuddy about me, or Lucy of Katie Glegg. But you see the thing will go on whether you like it or no—the only question is, will you be useful?"
"Useful?—and to thee, my lad of lands, my darling boy, whom I would tramp bare-footed through the world for?—name time, place, mode, and circumstance, and see if I will not be useful in all uses that can be devised."
"Why, then, you must ride two hundred miles for me," said the patron.
