“‘Dinna worry for Murtagh. There’s a canty wee bird can mind for himself.’
‘Canty? Murtagh?’ I knew the word meant “cheerful,” which seemed incongruous to a degree. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen him smile. Have you?’
‘Oh, aye. At least twice.’
‘How long have you known him?’
‘Twenty-three years. He’s my godfather.’
‘Oh. Well, that explains a bit. I didn’t think he’d bother on my account.’
Jamie patted my leg. ‘Of course he would. He likes you.’
‘I’ll take your word for it.’”
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I know! Can you imagine what he’d do when William gave Jamie attitude?! I think of canty as being clever, and he sure was. -- Kathy in PA, Sat, February 17 2024, 16:23:24
