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As soon as his feet touched the ground he too pulled, and away went the chariot and down went Shargar. But in a moment more several men had laid hold of the horses' heads, and stopped them. 'Oh Lord! cried Shargar, as he rose with his arm dangling by his side, 'what will Donal' Joss say? Nor did he know anything more till he found the carriage stopping with himself and the hamper inside it.
Shargar was happier than ever he had been in his life. This day she had gone to the field to see the first handful of barley cut, and Shargar was there, of course. It was a glorious day of blue and gold, with just wind enough to set the barley-heads a-talking.
'Min' 'at my grannie's been the best frien' ye ever had. ''Cep' my ain mither, returned Shargar, with a sleepy doggedness in his tone. During their conference, Ericson had been slumbering. Robert had visited him from time to time, but he had not awaked. As soon as Shargar was disposed of, he took his candle and sat down by him. He grew more uneasy.
As soon as the coachman had got his harness put to rights, the doctor had driven back to see how the lad had fared, for he had felt the carriage go over something. They had found him lying beside his hamper, had secured both, and as a preliminary measure were proceeding to deliver the latter. 'Whaur am I? whaur the deevil am I? cried Shargar, jumping up and falling back again.
Then he remembered that there had been a humble wedding that morning on the opposite side of the way; in the street department of the jollity of which Shargar had taken a small share by firing a brass cannon, subsequently confiscated by Mrs. Falconer. But this was a strange tune to play at a wedding!
Lammie back his shillin', an' tell 'im 'at I wadna hae ye learn sic ill customs as tak siller. Are they a' weel? 'Ay, brawly, answered Shargar, putting the shilling in his pocket. In another moment Shargar had, without a word of adieu, embezzled the shoes, and escaped from the house without seeing Betty.
He canna gang him lane, but he'll gang wi' onybody and haud up wi' him. 'What do you think him fit for, then? Now Robert had been building castles for Shargar out of the hopes which the doctor's friendliness had given him. Therefore he was ready with his answer. 'Gin ye cud ensure him no bein' made a general o', he wad mak a gran' sojer.
And as long as he felt the mystery, the revelation of the mystery lay before and not behind him. And Shargar had he any soul for such things? Doubtless; but how could he be other than lives behind Robert?
Anderson laughed, but his eyes glittered. Robert found Shargar busy over his Latin version. With a 'Weel, Shargar, he took his books and sat down. A few moments after, Shargar lifted his head, stared a while at Robert, and then said, 'Duv you railly think it, Robert? 'Think what? What are ye haverin' at, ye gowk? 'Duv ye think 'at I ever could grow intil a gentleman? 'Dr.
The next morning Robert and Shargar got on the coach and went to Rothieden. Robert turned his head aside as they came near the bridge and the old house of Bogbonnie. But, ashamed of his weakness, he turned again and looked at the house.
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