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Updated: June 15, 2025
"Hout, man, the sun's been lang up, and the dew is aff the grund the scent will never lie." Hobbie instantly whistled on his hounds, which were roving about the ruins of their old habitation, and filling the air with their doleful howls. "Now, Killbuck," said Hobbie, "try thy skill this day," and then, as if a light had suddenly broke on him, "that ill-faur'd goblin spak something o' this!
And off rode Hobbie Elliot towards the place of rendezvous which he had named to his friends. Four or five riders were already gathered at the Trysting pool. They stood in close consultation together, while their horses were permitted to graze among the poplars which overhung the broad still pool. A more numerous party were seen coming from the southward.
The robber set spurs to his horse, and rode off without reply. Hobbie Elliot had, in the meanwhile, pursued his journey rapidly, harassed by those oppressive and indistinct fears that all was not right, which men usually term a presentiment of misfortune.
This took away from the act which had been perpetrated the appearance of private animosity, or love of plunder; and Earnscliff was now disposed to regard it as a symptom of civil war. The young gentleman greeted Hobbie with the most sincere sympathy, and informed him of the news he had received.
"He has nae dog that ever I heard of," said Hobbie, "but mony a deil about his hand lord forgie me for saying sic a word! It keeps its grund, be what it like I'm judging it's a badger; but whae kens what shapes thae bogies will take to fright a body? it will maybe start up like a lion or a crocodile when I come nearer.
"Then, Hobbie, me maun trust in Him that can raise up friends and fortune out o' the bare moor, as they say." Hobbie sprung upon his feet. "Ye are right, grannie!" he exclaimed; "ye are right. I do ken a friend on the bare moor, that baith can and will help us The turns o' this day hae dung my head clean hirdie-girdie.
"Ay, ay, maybe you and her hae settled that already," said Willie of Westburnflat. "And Grace?" interrupted Hobbie, shaking himself loose from the friends who had been preaching to him the sanctity of the safe-conduct, upon the faith of which the freebooter had ventured from his tower, "Where's Grace?" and he rushed on the marauder, sword in hand.
"I'll break the accursed neck of him," said Hobbie, "if there werena another Graeme in the land but himsell!" She proceeded to say, that she was carried southward along with the party, and the spoil which they drove before them, until they had crossed the Border.
"I wish they had left some for us then, grannie," retorted Hobbie; "they've cleared the country o' them, thae auld friends o' yours, I'm thinking." "We see other folk can find game, though you cannot, Hobbie," said the eldest sister, glancing a look at young Earnscliff.
"Ay, but speak him fair, my bonny man speak him fair Hobbie; the like o' him will no bear thrawing. They converse sae muckle wi' thae fractious ghaists and evil spirits, that it clean spoils their temper." "Let me alane to guide him," answered Hobbie; "there's that in my breast this day, that would ower-maister a' the warlocks on earth, and a' the devils in hell."
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