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"
Man
,
d
’
ye
ken
of
whom
ye
speak
?
Katrine
is
a
leddy
born
-
-
there
’
s
nae
aulder
or
prouder
stock
in
the
land
-
-
and
ye
’
re
the
oy
[
grandson
]
o
’
the
miller
o
’
the
Roodfoot
,
and
ye
seek
to
make
her
your
marrow
[
mate
]
.
We
ken
that
the
warld
is
coupit
upside
-
down
these
days
,
but
this
fair
cowes
a
’
.
Guid
faith
,
ye
’
re
no
blate
.
"
David
held
his
peace
,
for
he
had
no
answer
.
He
felt
in
the
pith
of
his
bones
his
immense
audacity
.
"
How
would
the
lassie
set
wi
’
a
manse
,
think
ye
?
"
she
continued
.
"
She
’
s
been
brocht
up
amang
papists
and
prelatists
,
and
though
she
’
s
had
mony
a
swatch
o
’
the
Gospel
frae
honest
Mr
.
James
,
she
’
s
no
muckle
wiser
than
a
babe
.
Forbye
,
she
’
s
a
daft
quean
that
wad
never
mak
’
a
’
sponsible
minister
’
s
wife
.
Think
ye
that
the
King
’
s
court
and
dancin
’
and
glee
-
singin
’
and
ridin
’
on
a
horse
is
a
guid
preparation
for
a
moorland
parish
and
a
fower
-
room
house
?
How
will
ane
that
’
s
been
used
to
velvet
and
pearlins
tak
’
wi
’
linsey
-
wolsey
and
drugget
?
"
"
That
is
for
Katrine
to
decide
,
"
he
said
humbly
.
"
I
have
heard
that
true
love
can
glorify
a
cot
-
house
.
"
"
Havers
!
"
she
cried
.
"
There
’
s
a
decency
in
a
’
things
,
and
ye
canna
mate
a
blood
-
horse
wi
’
a
cadger
’
s
powny
.
Wedlock
,
as
I
weel
ken
,
is
nae
business
o
’
kissin
’
and
rhymin
’
,
but
a
sober
contrack
,
and
if
twa
folks
are
gaun
to
live
cantily
thegither
,
they
maun
see
that
mair
than
their
hearts
are
weel
agreed
.
There
maun
be
a
chance
-
-
there
’
s
nae
certainty
in
this
perishin
’
world
-
-
o
’
a
bien
doun
-
settin
’
,
and
a
sufficiency
o
’
gear
,
and
a
life
that
will
be
guid
for
baith
.
What
say
ye
to
that
?
A
minister
’
s
wife
!
Guidsakes
,
the
Session
wad
think
her
a
randy
,
for
she
’
d
lauch
at
their
solemnities
,
and
your
brither
ministers
,
wha
are
maistly
cotters
’
sons
,
wad
be
fleyed
by
her
gentrice
,
and
the
folk
wad
be
as
feared
o
’
her
as
a
chuckie
o
’
a
pyet
.
Ye
’
re
a
man
o
’
sense
,
Mr
.
David
.
Ye
canna
deny
that
the
thing
is
past
a
’
reason
.
"
"
Oh
,
mistress
,
"
said
the
unhappy
David
.
"
There
’
s
truth
in
what
you
say
-
-
I
cannot
gainsay
it
.
But
I
plead
that
true
hearts
may
break
down
every
obstacle
,
and
Katrine
’
s
and
mine
are
as
true
to
each
other
as
the
dial
to
the
sun
.
There
was
a
time
when
you
were
young
yourself
,
mistress
-
-
you
mind
that
then
there
was
no
rule
for
lovers
but
their
love
.
"
"
I
mind
weel
,
"
she
said
more
gently
,
"
but
it
’
s
for
auld
folk
to
be
eident
and
save
the
young
frae
folly
.
.
.
.
I
’
ll
no
deny
that
I
would
be
blithe
to
see
Katrine
provided
for
.
She
’
s
a
fine
lassie
,
but
forbye
mysel
’
she
has
nae
near
kin
to
mind
her
,
now
that
Nicholas
is
put
to
the
horn
and
hidin
’
amang
the
Hollanders
.
Fine
I
wad
like
to
see
her
in
safe
hands
.
.
.
.
But
what
can
ye
offer
,
Mr
.
David
?
It
’
s
no
as
if
ye
were
on
firm
ground
yoursel
’
.
They
tell
me
ye
’
ve
cast
out
wi
’
your
Session
and
are
bickerin
’
wi
’
the
Presbytery
,
and
ony
day
may
be
turned
out
o
’
Woodilee
and
maybe
excommunicat
by
the
Kirk
.
That
’
s
a
braw
prospect
for
a
wife
.
Wad
ye
have
Katrine
tak
’
a
creel
on
her
back
,
like
a
tinkler
quean
,
her
that
has
in
her
the
bluid
o
’
the
Black
Douglas
and
the
auld
kings
o
’
Scots
?
Ye
’
ve
made
a
bonny
hash
o
’
things
,
for
ane
that
’
s
ettlin
’
to
be
a
bridegroom
.
"
"
I
am
set
about
with
perplexities
,
and
the
hands
of
many
are
against
me
.
But
I
have
Katrine
on
my
side
-
-
and
I
was
in
hopes
that
I
might
have
you
,
mistress
.
"
