When I returned to my seat, that lady was just delivering an order of which I did not catch the import; but Burns immediately left the class, and going into the small inner room where the books were kept, returned in half a minute, carrying in her hand a bundle of twigs tied together at one end.
On the evening of the day on which I had seen Miss Scatcherd flog her pupil, Burns, I wandered as usual among the forms and tables and laughing groups without a companion, yet not feeling lonely: when I passed the windows, I now and then lifted a blind, and looked out; it snowed fast, a drift was already forming against the lower panes; putting my ear close to the window, I could distinguish from the gleeful tumult within, the disconsolate moan of the wind outside.
The lieutenant has no such orders to give you, and he shall be placed under arrest, instead of you, if he has really commanded you to burn
The straw, however, began to burn
, broke in two pieces, and fell into the stream.
Quick then," cried John, "as there is still time, let us convey to him directions to burn
We twa hae paidl't i' the burn
, Frae mornin' sun til dine:* But seas between us braid hae roar'd, Sin auld lang syne.
There he fell asleep, and while he slept, his wooden feet began to burn
First, we daubed him all over, and his robes also, with tar, and tallow mixed with brimstone; then we stopped his eyes and ears and mouth full of gunpowder, and wrapped up a great piece of wildfire in his bonnet; then sticking all the combustibles we had brought with us upon him, we looked about to see if we could find anything else to help to burn
him; when my Scotsman remembered that by the hut, where the men were, there lay a heap of dry forage; away he and the other Scotsman ran and fetched their arms full of that.
He knew that he would suffer, for he recalled the faint memories of past burns
To secure the money for his voyage Burns
had published his poems in a little volume.
You go away when the match burns
out; you vanish like the warm stove, like the delicious roast goose, and like the magnificent Christmas tree
motioned to sit down, dropped into one of the swivel-chairs round the table, and kept his eyes on me as persistently as ever, and with that strange air as if all this were make-believe and he expected me to get up, burst into a laugh, slap him on the back, and vanish from the cabin.