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But I wasna lang there i' my meesery, afore I saw, oot o' my ain serpent e'en, maist blin't wi' greitin', ower the tap o' the brae afore me, 'atween me an' the lift, as gien it reacht up to the verra stars, for it wasna day but nicht by this time aboot me, as weel it micht be, I saw the bonny sicht come up o' a knicht in airmour, helmet an' shield an' iron sheen an' a'; but somehoo I kent by the gang an' the stan' an' the sway o' the bonny boady o' the knicht, 'at it was nae man, but a wuman.
"I thocht there was a bonny leddy sittin' o' the bed i' the neist room, in her nichtgoon like, an' she was greitin' sair in her heirt, though she never loot a tear fa' doon.
My bairn's greitin, and I maun gang til 'im; it's seldom he cries oot!" The minister walked in at the open door of the kitchen, and met the eyes of the soutar expectant. "Ye're welcome, sir!" said MacLear, and returned his eyes to what he had for a moment interrupted. "I want you to make me a nice pair of boots, if you please," said the parson, as cheerily as he could.
The wife's in there wi' what's left o' her, greitin as gien she wad greit her een oot. Eh, but she lo'ed her weel: Doon she drappit, and no even a moment to say her prayers!" "That maitters na muckle no a hair, in fac!" returned the soutar. "It was the Father o' her, nane ither, that took her. He wantit her hame; and he's no are to dee onything ill, or at the wrang moment!
Ye're straucht and rare, ye're fause and fair Hech! auld John Armstrong's dearie!" His voice was mellow, and ought to have been even. His expression was perfect. The kettle was boiling. Mr Cupples made his toddy, and resumed his story. "As sune's I was able, I left my mither greitin' God bless her! and cam to this toon, for I wasna gaein' to be eaten up with idleset as weel's wi' idolatry.
But I'll put it plainer: what wad ye du gien a lass was to fa' a greitin', an' a wailin', an' fling hersel' i' yer airms, an' mak as gien she wad dee? what wad ye du wi' her, Cosmo?" "'Deed I dinna ken," replied Cosmo with some embarrassment. "What wad ye hae me du, Aggie?"
"That would be nae ferlie, woman! Whan was it ever we kent onything gaein on i' that mysterious laddie! Na, but his had need be a guid conscience, for did ever onybody ken eneuch aboot it or him to say richt or wrang til 'im! But gien ye hae a thoucht he's ever wranged that lassie, I s' hae the trowth o' 't, gien it cost him a greitin!
I doobt I had been greitin mysel'. A' the auld faces cam' roon' me ilka nicht, Thomas Crann and Jeames Dow and my mother�-whiles ane and whiles anither-�but ye was aye there. "Ae mornin', whan I woke up, I was my lane. I dinna ken richtly hoo it had happened.
But, man, ye're jist behavin' to me like God himsel', an' gin it warna for you, I wad jist lie here roarin' an' greitin' an' damnin' frae mornin' to nicht. Ye will be in the morn's night willna ye? he would always end by asking with some anxiety. 'Of coorse I will, Robert would answer. 'Gude nicht, than, gude nicht. I'll try and get a sicht o' my sins ance mair, he added, one evening.
The dog had obeyed, and now stood worshipping her with his tail, while with his eyes he watched the enemy and his stick. "Hark ye, Covenant," she went on, "whan his sowl he selled him, the deevil telled him,'at never mair sud he turn a hair at cry or moanin' in highway or loanin', for greitin' or sweirin' or grane o' despair. Haud frae him, Covenant, my fine fallow, haud frae him."
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