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She had believt the man whan he promised to merry her, no kennin he was a leear, and no heedin the v'ice inside her that said ye maunna; and sae she loot him dee what he likit wi' her, and mak himsel the father o' a bairnie that wasna meant for him. Sic leeberties as he took wi' her, and she ouchtna to hae permittit, made a mither o' her afore ever she was merried.
"Tak tent what ye say, or mint at sayin, to persuaud him: Isy 'ill be upo ye!" said the soutar laughing. " But hearken to me, Mr. Bletherwick, and sayna a word to the minister aboot the bairnie." "Na, na; it'll be best to lat him fin' that oot for himsel. And noo I maun be gaein, for I hae my wallet fu'!" He strode to the door, holding his head high, and with never a word more, went out.
But ye wull lat me kiss him afore ye tak him awa'? my ain bairnie, whause vera comin I had prepared shame for! Oh my God! But he kens naething aboot it, and winna ken for years to come! And nane but his ain mammie maun brak the dreid trowth til him! and by that time he'll lo'e her weel eneuch to be able to bide it!
When they had all breakfasted, the soutar and Maggie in the kitchen, and Isy and the bairnie in the ben en', Maggie took her old place beside her father, and for a long time they worked without word spoken. "I doobt, father," said Maggie at length, "I haena been atten'in til ye properly! I fear the bairnie 's been garrin me forget ye!" "No a hair, dautie!" returned the soutar.
Now Starr had just heard that her father's vessel would be at the dock in a trifle over an hour and her heart was light and happy. Somehow all her misgivings seemed to flee away, now that he was coming. She flew from one room to another like a wild bird, trilling snatches of song, and looking prettier than ever. "Aw, the wee sweet bairnie!" murmured the old Scotch nurse.
"Than ye're weel provided for; Praise be thankit! Marget." "Ow, ay; nae doot," replied Marget, with bitterness, of which Bruce took no notice. "And what's to come o' the bairnie?" pursued he. "I maun jist get some dacent auld body i' the toon to tak' her in, and lat her gang to the schuil. It's time. The auld fowk wadna pit up wi' her a week." "And what'll that cost ye, Marget?" "I dinna ken.
Here in my dungeon I can hear the voice as I have not heard it since that day in the year 1730 that voice stilled so long ago. That's the brow and the eye o' my bairnie. Did ye ken the red bloom at the bend o' the crag? That's the rose in the cheek o' my bairnie. Did ye hear the gay lilt o' the lark by the burn? That's the voice of my bairnie, my dearie.
His wife stole after him, and found him on his knees by the bedside, his face buried in the blankets, where his boy lay asleep with calm, dreamless countenance. She took his hand, and led him back to bed. "To think," she moaned as they went, "'at yon's the same bairnie I glowert at till my sowl ran oot at my een!
"Noo God forgi'e ye, Maister Crathie, for threipin' sic a thing!" cried Lizzy, rising as if she would leave him; "Ma'colm MacPhail 's as clear o' ony sin like mine as my wee bairnie itsel'." "Do ye daur tell me he's no the father o' that same, lass?" "No, nor never will be the father a' ony bairn whase mither 's no his wife!" said. Lizzy, with burning cheeks and resolute voice.
I ken a' the w'ys o' the place, and that they'll lea' me plenty o' time for the bairnie: ye maun jist lat me step again intil my ain auld place! and gien onybody comes, it winna tak me a minute to mak mysel tidy as becomes the minister's wife! Only he says that's to be a' ower noo, and there'll be no need!" With that she broke into a little song, and went on with her work, singing.
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