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"You must go back." "Hooly an' fairly! Bide till the gloamin', an' I s' gang back never fear. I' the mids o' the meantime I'm gaein' aff o' yer property the nearest gait an' that's straucht efter my nose." She tried, for the tenth time or so, to pass, but turn as she might, he confronted her. She persevered. He raised the stick he carried, perhaps involuntarily, perhaps thinking to intimidate her.
"She wadna, gien she hadna seen I was gaein' straucht til her father!" returned Agnes. "I daursay; but God only kens hoo to mak the true differ 'atween what we du o' oorsel's, an' what we're gart. We maun hae mercy, an' i' the meantime she's ashamed eneuch. At least she has the luik o' 't." "It's ae thing to be ashamed 'cause ye hae dune wrang, an' anither to be ashamed 'cause ye're f'un' oot!"
"That would be nae ferlie, woman! Whan was it ever we kent onything gaein on i' that mysterious laddie! Na, but his had need be a guid conscience, for did ever onybody ken eneuch aboot it or him to say richt or wrang til 'im! But gien ye hae a thoucht he's ever wranged that lassie, I s' hae the trowth o' 't, gien it cost him a greitin!
'It's a guid Bible-curse, mother! It's but a w'y o' sayin "His wull be dune!" 'Ye needna be sae fell aboot the laird, Miss Barclay! He was nae partic'lar frien o' yours gien a' tales be true! remarked her admirer. 'I'm tellin ye tales is maistly lees. I hae kenned the laird sin' he was a wee laddie and afore that; and I'm no gaein to hear him leed upo' and haud my tongue!
"I tried to see him last nicht, but auld Dorty wadna lat me near him. I WAD fain say fareweel til him." "Weel, put aff gaein' awa' till the morn, an' we'll gang thegither the nicht an' see him. Dorty winna haud ME oot." Aggie hesitated, thought, and consented.
She was silent now, and continued silent till Betty moved to return to her kitchen, when she said, in a tone of one who had just arrived at an important resolution: 'Betty, we'll jist awa' up the stair an' luik. 'Weel, mem, I hae nae objections. 'Nae objections! What for suld you or ony ither body hae ony objections to me gaein' whaur I like i' my ain hoose? Umph! exclaimed Mrs.
Ye hae dune yer best for him 'at she left!" "Eh, sir! dinna speyk like that. It's terrible to hearken til! I' the verra face o' the providence 'at's been takin' sic pains to mak up to ye for a' ye hae gang throu' noo whan a 's weel, an' like to be weel, to turn roon' like this, an' speyk o' gaein' to yer bed! It's no worthy o' ye, laird!"
'Weel, gin I win in there, the verra first nicht I sit doon wi' the lave o' them, I'm gaein' to rise up an' say that is, gin the Maister, at the heid o' the table, disna bid me sit doon an' say: "Brithers an' sisters, the haill o' ye, hearken to me for ae minute; an', O Lord! gin I say wrang, jist tak the speech frae me, and I'll sit doon dumb an' rebukit.
How much she understood, I cannot determine; but I believe that a sense of vague horror and pity overwhelmed her heart. Yet the strength of her kindness forced her to pay some attention to the innocent little messenger of evil. "Whaur heard ye a' that, Isie, dear?" "I heard my father and my mither gaein' on lamentin' ower him efter I was i' my bed, and they thocht I was asleep.
"I canna tell ye where he is noo," he said, unctuously; "but aiblins, I could let ye know where he's gaein' to." "Can yo'? will yo'?" cried the simple girl all unsuspecting. In a moment she was across the room and at his knees. "Closer, and I'll whisper." The little ear, peeping from its nest of brown, was tremblingly approached to his lips.
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