d go by a way of his own to a
point whence he could look out and see what was doing at sea and ashore.
When he reappeared, it was with a face which would have stopped any
laughter on the side of the lady, if the laughter had not stopped of
itself long before. She must not hope to escape by the minister's boat.
Macdonald had so managed his plot as to allure the lady into his boat
just when she should have been attempting to get on board the other. It
was too late now.
The lady would not be finally convinced of this till, by Rollo's
assistance, she had reached the spot whence she could observe the facts
for herself. The knowledge that there was a watch set below, who would
not fail to take her alive, though his affair was to pick up her dead
body, kept her from yielding to audible grief, but never had she been
more convulsed with passion. She pulled up the heather by handfuls.
She dashed her head against the ground, till Rollo restrained her.
On the dun wintry sea a vessel was sailing northwards. It had deposited
the pastor and his lady, and had actually passed and repassed the very
shore where she had been concealed. The long looked for vessel had come
and gone. Another was sailing eastwards in the direction she longed to
go. This was Macdonald's; and seeing that it was going to Skye or the
main, she now bitterly lamented having left it. She would not believe a
word about the intention to carry her to Saint Kilda. She would rather
believe her own eyes, and passionately condemned herself for her haste
in returning to this dreary island.
Rollo next turned her attention to the little procession which appeared
upon the hills, bringing the pastor and his wife to their new abode.
She looked that way; she saw the group ascending the hill--a sight so
unusual in this place, that Rollo was much excited about it; but her
eyes kept filling with tears, and she was so heart-sick that she could
not bear any thoughts but of her own troubles. She desired Rollo to
leave her. She wanted to be alone; nobody had any feeling for her;
people might go and amuse themselves; all she wanted was to live and die
alone.
Rollo knew that she could not do that, but he wished to go where others
were going--said to himself that the lady would be the better for being
left to herself for awhile, and left her accordingly. He first asked
her whether he should help her down to the cave, but she made no answer,
so he walked off, leaving h
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