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"If I thocht it was to do guid to ye, Shaws!" said he, staring at me over his spectacles. "It's to save another," said I, "and to redeem my word. What would be more good than that? Do ye no' mind the scripture, Andie? What shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world?" "Ay," said he, "that's grand for you. But where do I come in?
What's the use of money to us except to give it to our children? Helping others, that is the only happiness." At the end of the coombe, under the shaws, stood the old red-tiled farmhouse in which Mrs. Barfield had been born. Beyond it, downlands rolled on and on, reaching half-way up the northern sky. Mrs.
"Our fairies, however," said he, "though they dress in green, and gambol by moonlight about the banks, and shaws, and burnsides, are not such pleasant little folks as the English fairies, but are apt to bear more of the warlock in their natures, and to play spiteful tricks.
Then, bright and early on the morning of the fifth day, the Lady Desdemona walked quietly up to the kitchen door at Shaws, followed leisurely by Finn, who, after seeing his mate welcomed with some enthusiasm by the cook and several members of her excited staff, turned about and loped easily away in the direction of Nuthill.
And be sure you come home with the Shaws' Sarah," said Miss Elliott. "They are late," said Will. "I am afraid I cannot wait for dinner. I promised to be with Doctor D at seven." They went down-stairs together. Nelly remonstrated, with great earnestness against Will's "putting himself off with bread and cheese, instead of dinner."
I stood where she left me, with my hair on end. In those days folk still believed in witches and trembled at a curse; and this one, falling so pat, like a wayside omen, to arrest me ere I carried out my purpose, took the pith out of my legs. I sat me down and stared at the house of Shaws.
We took horse early, and passed first by the house of Shaws, where it stood smokeless in a great field of white frost, for it was yet early in the day. Here Prestongrange alighted down, gave me his horse, an proceeded alone to visit my uncle.
But it's not so much for that, as to gie him a lesson not to let his tongue gallop ower freely about his betters. I trow he will hae lost the best pen-feather o' his wing before to-morrow morning. Farewell, Elshie; there's some canny boys waiting for me down amang the shaws, owerby; I will see you as I come back, and bring ye a blithe tale in return for your leech-craft."
"Well, it 's a mystery to me how you get there." "As much as it is to me how you got here so suddenly." "I saw you from the Shaws' window and took the liberty of running after you by the back street," he said, laughing. "That is the way I get to the Roths," answered Polly. She did not mean to tell, but his frankness was so agreeable she forgot herself.
There are penalties attaching to the process, however, and even at the time her puppies were born the Lady Desdemona had grown noticeably less sleek than her habit had been at Shaws; just as even a few days of unsheltered life in the woods nay, even twenty-four hours without a bedroom will make a man or woman notably less sleek.
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