Lord President of
the Court of Session who had denied him justice, down to the Bailies of
Inverkeithing, who had given him more of it than he desired. It was
impossible but he should conceive some suspicion of two men lying all
day concealed in a thicket and having no business to allege. As long as
he stayed there, he kept us in hot water with prying questions; and
after he was gone, as he was a man not very likely to hold his tongue,
we were in the greater impatience to be gone ourselves.
The day came to an end with the same brightness; the night fell quiet
and clear; lights came out in houses and hamlets, and then, one after
another, began to be put out; but it was past eleven, and we were long
since strangely tortured with anxieties, before we heard the grinding of
oars upon the rowing-pins. At that we looked out and saw the lass
herself coming rowing to us in a boat. She had trusted no one with our
affairs, not even her sweetheart, if she had one; but, as soon as her
father was asleep, had left the house by a window, stolen a neighbour's
boat, and come to our assistance single-handed.
I was abashed how to find expression for my thanks; but she was no less
abashed at the thought of hearing them; begged us to lose no time and to
hold our peace, saying (very properly) that the heart of our matter was
in haste and silence; and so, what with one thing and another, she had
set us on the Lothian shore not far from Carriden, had shaken hands with
us, and was out again at sea and rowing for Limekilns, before there was
one word said either of her service or our gratitude.
Even after she was gone, we had nothing to say, as indeed nothing was
enough for such a kindness. Only Alan stood a great while upon the shore
shaking his head.
"It is a very fine lass," he said at last. "David, it is a very fine
lass." And a matter of an hour later, as we were lying in a den on the
sea-shore, and I had been already dozing, he broke out again in
commendations of her character. For my part, I could say nothing, she
was so simple a creature that my heart smote me both with remorse and
fear: remorse because we had traded upon her ignorance; and fear lest we
should have any way involved her in the dangers of our situation.
FOOTNOTE:
[32] Hollow.
CHAPTER XXVII
I COME TO MR. RANKEILLOR
The next day it was agreed that Alan should fend for himself till
sunset; but as soon as it began to grow dark, he should lie in th
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