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Let her moan and groan and sigh away there what did it matter! she could well enough wait a bit! She would see to her presently, when her precious son was better! Very different was the effect upon Peter when he saw Isy coming to herself. It was a miracle indeed! It could be nothing less! White as was her face, there was in it an unmistakable look of reviving life!

James turned his head aside, and murmured something inaudibly. But Isy had only fainted. After some eager ministrations on the part of Peter, she came to herself once more, and lay panting, her forehead wet as with the dew of death.

But I hae been weel and richteously punished! The Father drew his han' oot o' mine, and loot me try to gang my lane; sae doon I cam, for I was fit for naething but to fa': naething less could hae broucht me to mysel and it took a lang time! I houp Mr. Robertson will see the thing as I dee mysel! Wull I write and speir him oot to Stanecross to advise wi my father aboot Isy? That would bring him!

"One thing at least I am sure of," answered the soutar, " that he is far fitter for it than ever he was in his life before." Mr. Robertson repeated this to James the next day, adding And I am certain every one who knows you will vote the restoration of your licence!" "I must speak to Isy about it," answered James with simplicity. "That is quite right, of course," rejoined Mr.

I thought it long and tiresome then, but since you took me to your house, sir, I have remembered many things in it; I knew then that I was come to the house of the Interpreter. You've made me understand, sir!" "I am glad of that, Isy! You see I know some things that make me very glad, and so I want them to make you glad too.

At last, however, the fever left him, and he began to recover, but lay still and silent, seeming to take no interest in anything, and remembered nothing he had said, or even that he had seen Isy. At the same time his wakened conscience was still at work in him, and had more to do with his enfeebled condition than the prolonged fever.

The time may come when you ought to tell; but until then, I shall not even allow myself to wonder who the faithless man may be." Isy burst into tears. "Don't call him that, sir! Don't drive me to doubt him. Don't let the thought cross my mind that he could have helped doing nothing! Besides, I deserve nothing! And for my bonny bairn, he maun by this time be back hame to Him that sent him!"

"To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself!" he might have said with Macbeth. But he must live on, for how otherwise could he make any atonement? And with the thought of reparation, and possible forgiveness and reconcilement, his old love for Isy rushed in like a flood, grown infinitely nobler, and was uplifted at last into a genuine self-abandoning devotion.

In the evenings, when the work of the day was done, Isy used to ramble about the moor, in the lingering rays of the last of the sunset, and the now quickly shortening twilight.

"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.

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