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When the hour for the noonday meal arrived, Isy appeared with her mother- in-law and old Eppie, carrying their food for the labourers, and leading little Peter in her hand.

Ye wad hae us tak her in for a whilie, till she luiks up a bit, puir thing? Hoo auld may she be?" "She can hardly be mair nor twenty, or aboot that sic like as your ain bonnie lassie would hae been by this time, gien she had ripent here i'stead o' gaein awa to the gran' finishin schuil o' the just made perfec. Weel min' I her bonny face! And, 'deed, this ane's no' that unlike yer ain Isy!

He shoved aside his work, and looking up with some concentration in his regard, pushed his chair back a little from the table, and rejoined "What's the matter with you this last day or two, Isy? You're not altogether like yourself!" She hesitated a moment, then answered "It can be naething, I suppose, sir, but just that I'm growin older and beginnin to think aboot things." She stood near him.

The sense of her resemblance to some one grew upon him; but not yet had he begun to recognize the death-changed countenance; he became assured only that he had seen that still face before, and that, would she but open those eyes, he should know at once who she was. Then the true suspicion flashed upon him: good God! could it be the dead Isy? Of course not!

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.

"Aye wad I til ony ane that's nearer His likness nor himsel and that ane's oor Isy! I wadna won'er, Jeemie, gien ye war fit for a drive the morn! In that case, I s' caw ye doon to the toon, and lat ye say yer ain say til her." James did not sleep much that night, and nevertheless was greatly better the next day indeed almost well. Before noon they were at the soutar's door.

At last, instead of entering the parlour after them, she turned away to the kitchen, and made haste to get ready their supper. Isy sank back in the wide sofa, lost in relief; and the minister, when he saw her look of conscious refuge and repose, said to himself

They sat thinking and talking, with silences between; and while they thought and talked, the day-star was all the time rising unnoted in their hearts. At length, finding herself much stronger, Isy rose, and they resumed their journey.

"I want to tell ye," moaned Isy with feeble expostulation, "'at ye dinna ken wha ye hae taen intil yer hoose! Lat me up to get my breath, or I'll no be able to tell ye." "Drink your tea," answered the other, "and then say what you like. There's no hurry. You'll have time enough." The poor girl opened her eyes wide, and gazed for a moment at Mrs. Robertson. Then she took the cup and drank the tea.

Her husband, however, having overheard certain of the words that fell from Isy when she thought herself alone, was intently though quietly waiting for what must follow.

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