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Something in the tone seemed to strike upon the maiden's ear as if it were not unfamiliar to her; and she looked up hastily. "Do you not remember me, little Dulcy? Why I rocked you on my foot in the old Captain's house in Boston many a day." "Is it not uncle Robie?" said the girl. She had not seen him since she was four years old. The jailer smiled.
At length we arrived at Dunse, and a great crowd was there to meet us wives to welcome their husbands, parents to greet their children, and children their parents. The first that my eyes singled out, was a sister of my Agnes. She ran up to me. "Roger," she cried, "hae ye seen onything o' Robie?" The words went through my breast as if it had received the fire of a whole French battalion.
I wad fain be of some use I could bite my very tongue out when I think on this morning." "I am obliged to you, Robert," said Miss Wardour; "and if you really think it has the least chance of being useful" "In the name of God," said the old man, "yoke the cart, Robie, and if I am no o' some use, less or mair, I'll gie ye leave to fling me ower Kittlebrig as ye come back again.
I sometimes dreamed that he had marched a mighty army on a bridge of boats across the straits of Dover, and that he had not only seized my sixteen hundred pounds, but drawn my son, my only son, Robie, as a conscript, to fight against his own natural and lawful country, and, perhaps, to shoot his father!
Robie had run a dozen yards perhaps, when either the noise I made in scrambling off the wall, or some recollection of having been served in this way before, brought him to a halt. At any rate, he turned round, and just in time to witness our embrace. "The good Lord behear!" he exclaimed, stood stock-still for a moment, and waddled off at top speed towards the back door.
His son was not required to afford any help, and therefore it would be unwise to incur any risk of punishment. Besides, while Uncle Robie had made up his mind to do some tall lying of his own for the sake of saving innocent lives, he saw no reason why his son, should be placed under a similar necessity.
"What's got into yeh, anyhow?" "A little horse sense," said Robie. "I've been a readin' the other side; an' if a few more of yeh'd do the same, you'd lose some of your damn pig-headed nonsense." The Democrats cheered, but the Republicans stared at Robie, as if he had suddenly become insane. "Well, I'll be dinged!" said Smith, his brother-in-law.
In the silence which followed, the Judge was looking attentively at the back of the Colonel, and thinking that the old thief was getting about down to skin and bone. He turned with a yawn to Robie, saying: "This cold weather must take hold of the old Colonel terribly, he's so damnably thin and bald, you know, bald as a babe.
I wanted to git some calicer fer the girls, an' while I was thar I heerd Tom Flinders an' Pete Robie talkin' about it. Why, it was awful! An' to think the dear old parson was thar all alone! When Pete told me that I jist held up me hands in horror. 'Him thar with that dyin' man! sez I. 'Jist think of it! "'I guess he didn't mind it, sez Si Farrington, who was awaitin' upon me.
"Yes, poor Goodwife Bishop's speerit is said to haunt it. But as she never did anybody any harm while she was living, I see not why she should harm any one now that she is dead." "And so brave Bridget was executed near this place? Where was the foul murder done?" "You are leaning against the gallows," said Robie quietly. "And that pile of stones at your feet is over her grave."
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