What brings ye here ? I have a blunderbush . '' * Dealings . `` Is that yoursel ' , Mr. Balfour ? '' returned Alan , stepping back and looking up into the darkness . `` Have a care of that blunderbuss ; they 're nasty things to burst . '' `` What brings ye here ? and whae are ye ? '' says my uncle , angrily . `` I have no manner of inclination to rowt out my name to the country-side , '' said Alan ; `` but what brings me here is another story , being more of your affair than mine ; and if ye 're sure it 's what ye would like , I 'll set it to a tune and sing it to you . '' `` And what is ` t ? '' asked my uncle . `` David , '' says Alan . `` What was that ? '' cried my uncle , in a mighty changed voice . `` Shall I give ye the rest of the name , then ? '' said Alan . There was a pause ; and then , `` I 'm thinking I 'll better let ye in , '' says my uncle , doubtfully . `` I dare say that , '' said Alan ; `` but the point is , Would I go ? Now I will tell you what I am thinking .
I am thinking that it is here upon this doorstep that we must confer upon this business ; and it shall be here or nowhere at all whatever ; for I would have you to understand that I am as stiffnecked as XXXXX ' , and a gentleman of better family . ''
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