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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
anyway
involved
her
in
the
dangers
of
our
situation
.
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
the
fields
by
the
roadside
near
to
Newhalls
,
and
stir
for
naught
until
he
heard
me
whistling
.
At
first
I
proposed
I
should
give
him
for
a
signal
the
"
Bonnie
House
of
Airlie
,
"
which
was
a
favourite
of
mine
;
but
he
objected
that
as
the
piece
was
very
commonly
known
,
any
ploughman
might
whistle
it
by
accident
;
and
taught
me
instead
a
little
fragment
of
a
Highland
air
,
which
has
run
in
my
head
from
that
day
to
this
,
and
will
likely
run
in
my
head
when
I
lie
dying
.
Every
time
it
comes
to
me
,
it
takes
me
off
to
that
last
day
of
my
uncertainty
,
with
Alan
sitting
up
in
the
bottom
of
the
den
,
whistling
and
beating
the
measure
with
a
finger
,
and
the
grey
of
the
dawn
coming
on
his
face
.
I
was
in
the
long
street
of
Queensferry
before
the
sun
was
up
.
It
was
a
fairly
built
burgh
,
the
houses
of
good
stone
,
many
slated
;
the
town-hall
not
so
fine
,
I
thought
,
as
that
of
Peebles
,
nor
yet
the
street
so
noble
;
but
take
it
altogether
,
it
put
me
to
shame
for
my
foul
tatters
.
As
the
morning
went
on
,
and
the
fires
began
to
be
kindled
,
and
the
windows
to
open
,
and
the
people
to
appear
out
of
the
houses
,
my
concern
and
despondency
grew
ever
the
blacker
.
I
saw
now
that
I
had
no
grounds
to
stand
upon
;
and
no
clear
proof
of
my
rights
,
nor
so
much
as
of
my
own
identity
.
If
it
was
all
a
bubble
,
I
was
indeed
sorely
cheated
and
left
in
a
sore
pass
.
Even
if
things
were
as
I
conceived
,
it
would
in
all
likelihood
take
time
to
establish
my
contentions
;
and
what
time
had
I
to
spare
with
less
than
three
shillings
in
my
pocket
,
and
a
condemned
,
hunted
man
upon
my
hands
to
ship
out
of
the
country
?
Truly
,
if
my
hope
broke
with
me
,
it
might
come
to
the
gallows
yet
for
both
of
us
.
And
as
I
continued
to
walk
up
and
down
,
and
saw
people
looking
askance
at
me
upon
the
street
or
out
of
windows
,
and
nudging
or
speaking
one
to
another
with
smiles
,
I
began
to
take
a
fresh
apprehension
:
that
it
might
be
no
easy
matter
even
to
come
to
speech
of
the
lawyer
,
far
less
to
convince
him
of
my
story
.
For
the
life
of
me
I
could
not
muster
up
the
courage
to
address
any
of
these
reputable
burghers
;
I
thought
shame
even
to
speak
with
them
in
such
a
pickle
of
rags
and
dirt
;
and
if
I
had
asked
for
the
house
of
such
a
man
as
Mr.
Rankeillor
,
I
suppose
they
would
have
burst
out
laughing
in
my
face
.
So
I
went
up
and
down
,
and
through
the
street
,
and
down
to
the
harbour-side
,
like
a
dog
that
has
lost
its
master
,
with
a
strange
gnawing
in
my
inwards
,
and
every
now
and
then
a
movement
of
despair
.
It
grew
to
be
high
day
at
last
,
perhaps
nine
in
the
forenoon
;
and
I
was
worn
with
these
wanderings
,
and
chanced
to
have
stopped
in
front
of
a
very
good
house
on
the
landward
side
,
a
house
with
beautiful
,
clear
glass
windows
,
flowering
knots
upon
the
sills
,
the
walls
new-harled
and
a
chase-dog
sitting
yawning
on
the
step
like
one
that
was
at
home
.
Well
,
I
was
even
envying
this
dumb
brute
,
when
the
door
fell
open
and
there
issued
forth
a
shrewd
,
ruddy
,
kindly
,
consequential
man
in
a
well-powdered
wig
and
spectacles
.
I
was
in
such
a
plight
that
no
one
set
eyes
on
me
once
,
but
he
looked
at
me
again
;
and
this
gentleman
,
as
it
proved
,
was
so
much
struck
with
my
poor
appearance
that
he
came
straight
up
to
me
and
asked
me
what
I
did
.
I
told
him
I
was
come
to
the
Queensferry
on
business
,
and
taking
heart
of
grace
,
asked
him
to
direct
me
to
the
house
of
Mr.
Rankeillor
.
