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David shook his head and his eyes had a dumb agony in them. "'T ain't so, Janet! An' she's smilin' like she use t'. I ain't seen that smile on her face in over thirty year. That's the way she use t' look when she heard me comin' in the gloamin', an' thought it was him! No, Janet, she wears William Henry's smile!" Janet darted past him, but he stayed her. "I want ye should sit by her till sun up.
For all there was sic fear ower the hale farm-toon 'at naebody would gang ower the door alane after the gloamin' cam, the mester said he wasna fleid to sleep i' the kitchen by 'imsel. We thocht it richt brave o' 'im, for ye see he was as helpless as a bairn. "Richt queer stories rose aboot the cradle, an' travelled to the ither farms.
His favourite quotations in those days were Macbeth's "To-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow"; Burns's line, "Had we never lo'ed sae kindly," thinking of the tomb which he was wont to kiss in the gloamin' in Haddington Church, the lines from "The Tempest" ending, "our little life is rounded with a sleep," and the dirge in "Cymbeline."
Yet all the puffing that we got was by word of mouth. There were some wonderful choruses along those war-worn roads we traveled. "Roamin' in the Gloamin'" was still my featured song, and all the soldiers seemed to know the tune and the words, and to take a particular delight in coming in with me as I swung into the chorus.
I was recognized at once. "Well, here's old Harry Lauder!" cried one braw laddie. "Come on, Harry gie us a song!" they shouted. "Let's have 'Roamin' in the Gloamin', Harry! Gie us the Bonnie Lassie! We ha' na' heard 'The Laddies Who Fought and Won, Harry. They tell us that's a braw song!" We were not really supposed to give any roadside concerts that day, but how was I to resist them?
At ony rate I'm ower auld a freen' to be driven frae ye that gait," said Malcolm, who could not bear the thought of leaving her on the border of the solitary sea, with the waves barking at her all the cold winterly gloamin'. Who could tell what she might do after the dark came down?
"It was a terrible snow-storm with wind. We couldn't see more than a few yards a-head. We were under bare poles, but we couldn't keep from drifting. All in a moment a huge ghastly thing came out of the gloamin' to windward, bore down on us like a spectre, and dashed us on a floating field of ice. The barque was thrown right upon it with one side stove in; but nobody was killed.
But he would always contrive that as the gloamin began to fall, he should be near Howglen, that he might inquire after his friend.
But as I listened to Hogge and Adam I ceased, gradually, to notice them at all, and I soon felt that they would annoy me no more, when it was my turn to go on, than the chatter of a bunch of stage hands in the wings of a theater had so often done. When it was my turn I began with "Roamin' In the Gloamin'." The verse went well, and I swung into the chorus.
"Thank ye kindly, Marget; thae are gude words and true, an' ye hev the richt tae say them; but a' canna dae without seem' Annie comin' tae meet me in the gloamin', an' gaein' in an' oot the hoose, an' hearin' her ca' me by ma name, an' a'll no can tell her that a'luve her when there's nae Annie in the hoose. "Can naethin' be dune, doctor?
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