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74 TIIE SEIR OF LEYNE. |
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Then minded him on a little wee key, That his mither left to him.
His mither left him this little wee key sj_
A little before she deed ; And bad him keep this little wee key
Till he was in maist need.
Then forth he went, an' these nobles left,
A' drinkin' in the room ; 90
Wi' walkin' rod intill his hand, He walked the castle roun'.
There he found out a little door,
For there the wee key slippit in, An' there he got as muckle red gowd 95
As freed the lands 0' Linne.
Back through the nobles then he went,
A saucie man was then; " I'll tak' the cup frae this new-come laird,
For he ne'er bad me sit doun." 100
Then out it speaks the new-come laird,
He spak' wi' mock an' jeer ; " I'd gie a seat to the laird o' Linne,
Sae be that he were here.
" When the lands o' Linne a sellin' were, 105 A' men said they were free ; |
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