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"I will learn Miss Bertram's pleasure on the subject, and acquaint Mr. Glossin, if he can spare time to wait for her answer." So saying, he left the room. Glossin had still remained standing in the midst of the apartment. Colonel Mannering had made not the slightest motion to invite him to sit, and indeed had remained standing himself during their short interview.
'Poz hagel, blitzen, and donner! I I doubt you say true. 'Not, said Glossin, perceiving he had made the desired impression, 'not that I am against being civil'; and he slid into Hatteraick's passive hand a bank-note of some value. 'Is this all? said the smuggler. 'You had the price of half a cargo for winking at our job, and made us do your business too.
Among those who took the most lively interest in endeavouring to discover the person by whom young Charles Hazlewood had been waylaid and wounded was Gilbert Glossin, Esquire, late writer in , now Laird of Ellangowan, and one of the worshipful commission of justices of the peace for the county of . His motives for exertion on this occasion were manifold; but we presume that our readers, from what they already know of this gentleman, will acquit him of being actuated by any zealous or intemperate love of abstract justice.
Glossin paused, and, fertile in expedients, hastily ran over his project in his own mind, and then drew near the smuggler with a confidential air. 'You know, my dear Hatteraick, it is our principal business to get rid of this young man? 'Umph! answered Dirk Hatteraick. 'Not, continued Glossin 'not that I would wish any personal harm to him if if if we can do without.
'Well, but what did ye speak about? 'Ou, he just asked questions like ony ither stranger, answered the postilion, possessed, as it seemed, with the refractory and uncommunicative spirit which had left his mistress. 'But about what? said Glossin. 'Ou, just about the folk that was playing at the curling, and about auld Jock Stevenson that was at the cock, and about the leddies, and sic like.
'It was built, I believe, long ago by a family called Mac- Dingawaie, answered Glossin, suppressing for obvious reasons the more familiar sound of Bertram, which might have awakened the recollections which he was anxious to lull to rest, and slurring with an evasive answer the question concerning the endurance of his own possession.
When he left the room, however, Glossin seized upon a chair, and threw himself into it with an air between embarrassment and effrontery. He felt the silence of his companions disconcerting and oppressive, and resolved to interrupt it. 'A fine day, Mr. Sampson. The Dominie answered with something between an acquiescent grunt and an indignant groan.
'What ladies? and what did he ask about them, Jock? said the interrogator. 'What leddies? Ou, it was Miss Jowlia Mannering and Miss Lucy Bertram, that ye ken fu' weel yoursell, Mr. Glossin; they were walking wi' the young Laird of Hazlewood upon the ice. 'And what did you tell him about them? demanded Glossin.
Mac-Morlan perused it with eyes that sparkled with delight, snapped his fingers repeatedly, and at length exclaimed, "Available! it's as tight as a glove naebody could make better wark than Glossin, when he didna let down a steek on purpose. "Ah! And how shall we know whether she has done so?" "Somebody must attend on Miss Bertram's part, when the repositories of the deceased are opened."
'It is my property, sir; my name is Glossin. 'Glossin Glossin? repeated Bertram, as if the answer were somewhat different from what he expected. 'I beg your pardon, Mr. Glossin; I am apt to be very absent. May I ask if the castle has been long in your family?
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