her bestial with； and the next was begging and praying that he would mention it to none。 It was 'naebody's business； whatever；' she said； 'it would just start a clash in the country'； and there would be nothing left for her but to drown herself in Dule Water。
'Why？' says Francie。
The girl looked at him and grew scarlet again。
'And it isna that； anyway；' continued Francie。 'It was just that he seemed so good to ye … like our Father in heaven； I thought； and I thought that mebbe； perhaps； we had all been wrong about him from the first。 But I'll have to tell Mr。 M'Brair； I'm under a kind of a bargain to him to tell him all。'
'Tell it to the divil if ye like for me！' cried the lass。 'I've naething to be ashamed of。 Tell M'Brair to mind his ain affairs；' she cried again： 'they'll be hot eneugh for him； if Haddie likes！' And so strode off； shoving her beasts before her； and ever and again looking back and crying angry words to the boy； where he stood mystified。
By the time he had got home his mind was made up that he would say nothing to his mother。 My Lady Montroymont was in the keeping…room； reading a godly book； she was a wonderful frail little wife to make so much noise in the world and be able to steer about that patient sheep her husband； her eyes were like sloes； the fingers of her hands were like tobacco… pipe shanks； her mouth shut tight like a trap； and even when she was the most serious； and still more when she was angry； there hung about her face the terrifying semblance of a smile。
'Have ye gotten the billet； Francie said she； and when he had handed it over； and she had read and burned it； 'Did you see anybody？' she asked。
'I saw the laird；' said Francie。
'He didna see you； though？' asked his mother。
'Deil a fear；' from Francie。
'Francie！' she cried。 'What's that I hear？ an aith？ The Lord forgive me； have I broughten forth a brand for the burning； a fagot for hell…fire？'
'I'm very sorry； ma'am；' said Francie。 'I humbly beg the Lord's pardon； and yours； for my wickedness。'
'H'm；' grunted the lady。 'Did ye see nobody else？'
'No； ma'am；' said Francie； with the face of an angel； 'except Jock Crozer； that gied me the billet。'
'Jock Crozer！' cried the lady。 'I'll Crozer them！ Crozers indeed！ What next？ Are we to repose the lives of a suffering remnant in Crozers？ The whole clan of them wants hanging； and if I had my way of it； they wouldna want it long。 Are you aware； sir； that these Crozers killed your forebear at the kirk…door？'
'You see； he was bigger 'n me；' said Francie。
'Jock Crozer！' continued the lady。 'That'll be Clement's son； the biggest thief and reiver in the country…side。 To trust a note to him！ But I'll give the benefit of my opinions to Lady Whitecross when we two forgather。 Let her look to herself！ I have no patience with half…hearted carlines； that complies on the Lord's day morning with the kirk； and comes taigling the same night to the conventicle。 The one or the other！ is what I say： hell or heaven … Haddie's abominations or the pure word of God dreeping from the lips of Mr。 Arnot；
'〃Like honey from the honeycomb That dreepeth； sweeter far。〃'
My lady was now fairly launched； and that upon two congenial subjects： the deficiencies of the Lady Whitecross and the turpitudes of the whole Crozer race … which； indeed； had never been conspicuous for respectability。 She pursued the pair of them for twenty minutes on the clock with wonderful animation and detail； something of the pulpit manner； and the spirit of one possessed。 'O hellish compliance！' she exclaimed。 'I would not suffer a complier to break bread with Christian folk。 Of all the sins of this day there is not one so God…defying； so Christ…humiliating； as damnable compliance'： the boy standing before her meanwhile； and brokenly pursuing other thoughts； mainly of Haddo and Janet； and Jock Crozer stripping off his jacket。 And yet； with all his distraction； it might be argued that he heard too much： his father and himself being 'compliers' … that is to say； attending the church of the parish as the law required。
Presently； the lady's passion beginning to decline； or her flux of ill words to be exhausted； she dismissed her audience。 Francie bowed low； left the room； closed the door behind him： and then turned him about in the passage…way； and with a low voice； but a prodigious deal of sentiment； repeated the name of the evil one twenty times over； to the end of which； for the greater efficacy； he tacked on 'damnable' and 'hellish。' FAS EST AB HOSTE DOCERI … disrespect is made more pungent by quotation； and there is no doubt but he felt relieved； and went upstairs into his tutor's chamber with a quiet mind。 M'Brair sat by the cheek of the peat…fire and shivered； for he had a quartan ague and this was his day。 The great night…cap and plaid； the dark unshaven cheeks of the man； and the white； thin hands that held the plaid about his chittering body； made a sorrowful picture。 But Francie knew and loved him； came straight in； nestled close to the refugee； and told his story。 M'Brair had been at the College with Haddo； the Presbytery had licensed both on the same day； and at this tale； told with so much innocency by the boy； the heart of the tutor was commoved。
'Woe upon him！ Woe upon that man！' he cried。 'O the unfaithful shepherd！ O the hireling and apostate minister！ Make my matters hot for me？ quo' she！ the shameless limmer！ And true it is； that he could repose me in that nasty； stinking hole； the Canongate Tolbooth； from which your mother drew me out … the Lord reward her for it！ … or to that cold； unbieldy； marine place of the Bass Rock； which； with my delicate kist； would be fair ruin to me。 But I will be valiant in my Master's service。 I have a duty here： a duty to my God； to myself； and to Haddo： in His strength； I will perform it。'
Then he straitly discharged Francie to repeat the tale； and bade him in the future to avert his very eyes from the doings of the curate。 'You must go to his place of idolatry； look upon him there！' says he； 'but nowhere else。 Avert your eyes； close your ears； pass him by like a three days' corp。 He is like that damnable monster Basiliscus； which defiles … yea； poisons！ … by the sight。' … All which was hardly claratory to the boy's mind。
Presently Montroymont came home； and called up the stairs to Francie。 Traquair was a good shot and swordsman： and it was his pleasure to walk with his son over the braes of the moorfowl； or to teach him arms in the back court； when they made a mighty comely pair； the child being so lean； and light； and active； and the laird himself a man of a manly； pretty stature； his hair （the periwig being laid aside） showing already white with many anxieties； and his face of an even； flaccid red。 But this day Francie's heart was not in the fencing。
'Sir；' says he； suddenly lowering his point； 'will ye tell me a thing if I was to ask it？'
'Ask away；' says the father。
'Well； it's this；' said Francie： 'Why do you and me comply if it's so wicked？'
'Ay； ye have the cant of it too！' cries Montroymont。 'But I'll tell ye for all that。 It's to try and see if we can keep the rigging on this house； Francie。 If she had her way； we would be beggar…folk； and hold our hands out by the wayside。 When ye hear her … when ye hear folk；' he corrected himself briskly； 'call me a coward； and one that betrayed the Lord； and I kenna what else； just mind it was to keep a bed to ye to sleep in and a bite for ye to eat。 … On guard！' he cried； and the lesson proceeded again till they were called to supper。
'There's another thing yet；' said Francie； stopping his father。 'There's another thing that I am not sure that I am very caring for。 She … she sends me errands。'
'Obey her； then； as is your bounden duty；' said Traquair。
'Ay； but wait till I tell ye；' says the boy。 'If I was to see you I was to hide。'
Montroymont sighed。 'Well； and that's good of her too；' said he。 'The less that I ken of thir doings the better for me； and the best thing you can do is just to obey her； and see and be a good son to her； the same as ye are to me； Francie。'
At the tenderness of this expression the heart of Francie swelled within his bosom； and his remorse was poured out。 'Faither！' he cried； 'I said 〃deil〃 to…day； many's the time I said it； and DAMNABLE too； and HELLITSH。 I ken they're all right； they're beeblical。 But I didna say them beeblically； I said them for sweir words … that's the truth of it。'
'Hout； ye silly bairn！' said the father； 'dinna do it nae mair； and come in by to your supper。' And he took the boy； and drew him close to him a moment； as they went through the door； with something very fond and secret； like a caress between a pair of lovers。
The next day M'Brair was abroad in the afternoon； and had a long advising with Janet on the braes where she herded cattle。 What passed was never wholly known； but the lass wept bitterly； and fell on her knees to him among the whins。 The same night； as soon as it was dark； he took the road again for Balweary。 In the Kirkton； where the dragoons quartered； he saw many lights； and heard the noise of a ranting song and people laughing grossly； which was highly offensive to his mind。 He gave it the wider berth； keeping among fields； and came down at last by the water…side； where the manse stands solitary between the river and the road。 He tapped at the back door； and the old woman called upon him to come in； and guided him through the house to the study； as they still called it； though there was little enough study there in Haddo's days； and more song…books than theology。
'Here's yin to speak wi' ye； Mr。 Haddie！' cries the old wife。
And M'Brair； opening the door and entering； found the little； round； red man seated in one chair and his feet upon another。 A clear fire and a tallow dip lighted him barely。 He was taking tobacco in a pipe； and smiling to himself； and a brandy…bottle and glass； and his fiddle and bow； were beside him on the table。
'Hech； Patey M'Briar； is this you？' said he； a trifle tips