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Updated: June 29, 2025
As soon as all was over, Malcolm set out to return home. As he passed Joseph Mair's cottage, he found Phemy waiting for him at the door, still in the mild splendour of her pearl-like necklace. "I tellt the laird what ye tellt me to tell him, Malcolm," she said. "An' what did he say, Phemy?" asked Malcolm. "He said he kent ye was a freen'." "Was that a'?" "Ay; that was a'."
This burden she in her turn laid upon Robert not unkindly, but as needful for his training towards well-being. Her way with him was shaped after that which she recognized as God's way with her. 'Speir nae questons, but gang an' du as ye're tellt. And it was anything but a bad lesson for the boy. It was one of the best he could have had that of authority.
"Quite as much as yours!" "Hardly," she returned, with a curious little laugh. "But, as I daur say my father tellt ye, I canna believe ye lo'e God wi' a' yer hert." "Dare you say that for yourself, Margaret?" "No; but I do want to love God wi' my whole hert. Mr. Bletherwick, are ye a rael Christian? Or are ye sure ye're no a hypocreet? I wad like to ken. But I dinna believe ye ken yersel!"
Sae awa she gaed! and Steenie efter her! added Kirsty in a lower tone, but Francis did not seem to hear, and said no more for awhile. 'But I maun tell ye the trowth, Kirsty, he resumed: 'forby yersel, there's them 'at says I'm a cooard! 'I h'ard ae man say't, only ane, and him only ance. 'And ye said til 'im, "Ay, I hae lang kenned that!" 'I tellt him whaever said it was a leear!
I wuss wi' a' my hert I hadna latten ye til 'im! Ye hae ruined a'! 'Ye never loot me gang, Phemy! It was my business to gang. 'I see what's intil't! cried Phemy, bursting into tears. 'Ye tellt him hoo little ye thoucht o' me, and that gart him change his min'! 'Wud he be worth greitin about gien that war the case, Phemy? But ye ken it wasna that!
'Weel, I kenna wha brocht the shune, as I tellt ye a'ready. 'But they wantit nae men'in'. 'I micht hae men't them an' forgotten 't, mem. 'Noo ye're leein'. 'Gin ye gang on that gait, mem, I winna speyk a word o' trowth frae this moment foret. 'Jist tell me what ye ken aboot thae shune, an' I'll no say anither word. 'Weel, mem, I'll tell ye the trowth.
"I'm nae fou," said the Laird, slowly, his rung grasped firmly in his hand, and his bonnet set back from his face, which was deadly pale. "But man-is yon Rory? I'd know his fiddle in a thousand." "Ask no questions, and ye'll be tellt no lees," said the Dwarf.
Ericson up again. 'But ye haena tellt me yet, said the doctor, so pleased with the lad that he relapsed into the dialect of his youth, 'hoo ye cam to forgather wi' 'im. 'I tellt ye a' aboot it, doctor. It was a' my grannie's doin', God bless her for weel he may, an' muckle she needs 't. 'Oh! yes; I remember now all your grandmother's part in the story, returned the doctor.
But I'm feared ye'll gang awa' ohn tellt me aboot the licht and the water.
It's Gibbie 'at has to forgie 'im an' syne me. But my man tellt me no to lat him up, an' hoo am I to be a wife sic as ye wad hae, O Lord, gien I dinna dee as my man tellt me! It wad ill befit me to lat my auld Robert gang sae far wantin' his denner, a' for naething. What wad he think whan he cam hame!
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