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But I'm not sure what he said. The words went away." "When was it he asked you?" said Dawtie, sunk in thought. "The night but one before the trial," answered Alexa. "He micht hae ta'en you, then, i'stead o' me a lady an' a'. Oh, mem! do you think he took me 'cause I was in trouble? He micht hae been laird himsel'." "Dawtie! Dawtie!" cried Alexa.
'Oh, I payed no attention. Syne the laird cam' himsel. 'Ay, that would fricht ye, he says. 'No, no a grain, said Jock, verra calm. 'I just payed no attention, and here I am." Lewis laughed, but the rest of the audience suffered no change of feature. The gloaming bad darkened, and the little small-paned window was a fretted sheet of dark and lucent blue.
"And isna he my ain? Didna God himsel gie me the bairn intil my vera airms or a' but?" she rejoined. "Suppose he were to die!" suggested the minister. "Such children often do!" "I needna think aboot that," she answered. "I would just hae to say, as mony ane has had to say afore me: 'The Lord gave, ye ken the rest, sir!"
He would but think he had just steppit oot upon him frae some secret door, and would say, 'I thoucht, Lord, I would see you some day! I was aye greedy efter a sicht o' ye, Lord, and here ye are!" The same moment to her ears came the cry of an infant. Her first thought was, "Can that be Himsel, come ance again as he cam ance afore?"
And when ye cam to the Tod Holes, they saw ye loss him, and they got a visee o' the water he made coming into the east bank, ye ken. There's a wee bit cairn there, ye ken, wi' a piece lound water ahint it, where they jaloused the fish wad rest himsel a wee. Weel, they waited till it was mirk night, and then they jist whuppit the net round him, and they sune had him oot.
"Guid sakes!" said the old man. "He'll make a fine practice for himsel', if breaking banes will do it." Cousin Edie laughed at all this, and I laughed because she did; but I was not so sure that it was funny. On the third day afterwards, I was going up Corriemuir by the sheep-track, when who should I see striding down but Jim himself.
There he sat on his dowp, an' cawed the shuttle and smiled like creish. "God be guid to us," says Tam Dale, "this is no canny!" He had jimp said the word, when Tod Lapraik cam to himsel'. "Is this you, Tam?" says he. "Haith, man! I'm blythe to see ye. I whiles fa' into a bit dwam like this," he says; "it's frae the stamach."
Oh, why, why," she kind of wailed "why will the King aye gang the cadger's road, and ken himsel' a king, and the cadger a cadger."
"And wha daur say it's true?" rejoined Marion almost fiercely. "Nane but himsel; and gien it be sae, and he disna confess, the rod laid upon him 'ill be the rod o' iron, 'at smashes a man like a muckle crock. "Noo jist tak ye care, Peter, 'at ye dinna quench the smokin flax." "But I s' say naething till he's a wee better, for we maunna drive him to despair! Eh gien he would only repent!
It's a sad peety that ye couldna keep your flesh an' bluid frae companyin' an' covenantin' wi' them that lichtly speak o' the kirk." "'Deed, minister, we canna help oor bairns an' 'deed ye can speak till himsel'. He is of age ask him! But gin ye begin to be ower sair on the callant, I'se e'en hae to tak' up the cudgels mysel'."
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