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It was Kilcraithie and Mrs. MacSpadden. As she caught sight of him, he fancied she turned slightly and aggressively pale, with a certain hardening of her mischievous eyes. Nevertheless, she descended the staircase more deliberately than her companion, who brushed past him with an embarrassed self-consciousness, quite in advance of her. She lingered for an instant. "You are not dancing?" she said.
He opened it impatiently to a tall gillie, who instantly strode into the room. There was such another suggestion of Kilcraithie in the man and his manner that the consul instantly divined that he was Kilcraithie's servant. "I'll be takin' some bit things that yon Whistlecrankie left," said the gillie gravely, with a stolid glance around the room. "Certainly," said the consul; "help yourself."
Yet here he was looking angrily pale in the glass, his eyes darker than they should be, and with an unmistakable instinct to do battle for this idiotic gage! Was there some morbid disturbance in the air that was affecting him as it had Kilcraithie? He tried to laugh, but catching sight of its sardonic reflection in the glass became grave again.
You and I men of the wurrld, I may say we understand them for a' their worth; ay! ma wife too, with whom I observed ye speakin' is maist tolerant of her, but man! it's extraordinar'" he lowered his voice slightly "that yon husband of hers does na' check her freedoms with Kilcraithie. I wadna' say anythin' was wrong, ye ken, but is he no' over confident and conceited aboot his wife?"
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