"He might hae said, 'it's a fine night;' or 'has Davie come hame?' or the

like o' that," she whispered; "I'll hae lost his liking forever mair,

anda' for Angus Raith's ill tongue. I wish I had keep't my temper, but

that is past wishing for." Then a sudden thought struck her, and she

knocked gently at Allan's door.

"Is that you, Maggie?"

"Yes, sir. I want to speak a word wi' you. Will you come ben a minute?"

He responded at once to her desire--"What is it, Maggie?" he asked.

"If it please you, sir, I dinna want Davie to ken anything anent

to-night's ill-words and ill-wark."

"I think that is a very wise decision."

"No gude can come o' telling what's ill, and if you wad believe me, sir,

I'm vera, vera sorry, for my share in it."

Her eyelids were dropped, they trembled visibly, and there was a pathetic

trouble and humiliation in her beautiful face. Allan was sick with

restrained emotion. He longed to fold the trembling, wounded woman to his

heart. He fully believed that he had the power to kiss back the splendor

of beauty and joy into her pale face; and it would have been the greatest

felicity earth could grant him, to do so. Yet, for honor's sake, he

repressed the love and the longing in his heart, and stood almost cold and

unresponsive before her.

"I am vera, vera sorry," she repeated. "The man said words I couldna

thole, and sae--I struck him."

"I do not blame you, Maggie. It would be a delight to me to strike him as

he deserves to be struck. For your sake, I kept my hands off the wretch.

To-morrow, before all his mates, if you say so, I will punish him."

"Na, na, na; that is the thing I'm feared for I dinna want my name in

everybody's lips; and you ken, sir, hoo women-folks talk anent women.

They'd say; 'Weel, weel, there's aye fire where there's smoke,' and the

like o' that, and they wad shake their heads, and look oot o' the corner

o' their e'en, and I couldna thole it, sir."

"There is David to remember also. Dr. Balmuto thinks with me. He is to go

to Glasgow College in the autumn, and a quarrel might now be a bad thing

for his whole life. He wants every hour for study, he has no time for

Angus Raith I think."

"Thank you, sir--and if you wad try and forget the shame put upon me, and

no quite tak' away the gude will you had for me, I'd be vera grateful and

happy." And she covered her eyes with her left hand, and shyly put out the

right one to Allan.




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