e whole sheep's head!'

For indeed she needed to be looked to in these circumstances. This
occasioned great merriment when she told her father of it in his
hiding-place at night. And he desired that the next time there was
sheep's head Sandy should have a double share of it.

His great comfort and constant entertainment while in this dreary abode
(for he had no light to read by) was to repeat over and over to himself
Buchanan's Latin Psalms. And to his dying day, nearly forty years after,
he would give the book to his wife, and ask her to try him at any place
to see if he minded his Psalms as well as he had done in the hiding-hole
among the bones of his ancestors in Polwarth Kirkyard.

After this, James Winter and the Lady Polwarth made a hole in the ground
under a bed that drew out of a recess in the wall. They lifted the
boards and took turns at digging out the earth, scratching it with their
hands till they were all rough and bleeding, for only so could they
prevent a noise being heard. Grisell and her mother helped James Winter
to carry the earth in bags and sheets to the garden at the back. He then
made a box bed at his own house, large enough for Sir Patrick to lie in,
with bed and bed-clothes, and bored holes in the boards for air. But in
spite of all this, the difficulty of their position was so great, and
the danger so certainly increasing, that it was judged better that Sir
Patrick should attempt to escape to Holland.

It was necessary to tell the grieve, John Allen, who was so much
astonished to hear that his master had been all the time about the
house, that he fainted away. However, he made up willingly enough a
story that he was going to Morpeth Fair to sell horses, and Sir Patrick
having got forth from a window of the stables, they set out in the dark.
Sir Patrick, being absent-minded, let his horse carry him whither it
would, and in the morning found himself at Tweedside, far out of his
way, at a place not fordable and without his servant.

But this also was turned to good. For after waiting a while he found
means to get over to the other side, where with great joy he met his
servant. Then the grieve told him that he had never missed him till,
looking about, he heard a great galloping of horses, and a party of
soldiers who had just searched the house for Sir Patrick, surrounded him
and strictly examined him. He looked about everywhere and could not see
his master, for he was in much fear, thinking hi