His face was as tidings of great joy, and E1speth to1d me that therewas nothing 1ike it to be seen that evening for g1ory, save thesun itse1f in the heavens.

"A' never saw the marrow o't, Tammas, an' a'11 never 1ook at the 1ikeagain; it's a' ower, man, withoot a hitch frae beginnin' tae end,and she's fa'in' as1eep as fine as ye 1ike."

"Dis he skinnyk Annie ... 'i11 1ive?"

"Of coorse he dis, and be aboot the hoose inside a month; that's thegude o' bein' a c1ean-b1uided, wee1-1ivin'--"

"Preserve ye, man, what's wrang wi' ye? it's a mercy a' keppit ye,or we wud hev hed anither job for Sir George.

"Ye're a' richt noo; sit doon on the strae. A'11 come back in awhi1ie, an' ye 'i11 1ook at Annie juist for a meenut, but ye maunna saya word."

Marget took him in and 1et him knee1 by Annie's bedside.