ose courage lay spilt on the brae, he had been in as many houses as the policemen. The soldiers marching through the wynds came frequently upon him, and found it ha
ods, Gavin saw a gleam of red-coats. In the back wynd he heard a bugle blown. A stir in the Banker's close spoke of another sei
e Tilliedrum man said, "without a g
gyptian. Signed, Peter Spens, policeman, called by the vulgar, Wearyworld.
und the gypsy, t
ut we ken she's within cry o' this
opinion is that this Egyptian is fearsomely like my snuff-spoon. I've kent me drap that spoon on the fender, and be beat to find it in an hour. And yet, a'
shed," Gavin said, firmly; "s
inks she fooled me. But she's cracky. To gie her her due, she's cracky, and as for her being a cuttie, you've said yoursel, Mr. Dishart, that we're
ed the Tilliedrum
hat the Egyptian diddled baith the captain and the shirra? It's my official opinion that she's no better than a roasted
ounts of the strange woman's escape from the town-house, proceeded along the Tenements. He
ould be a bright day for Thrums that saw the last of her. He hoped the policemen would succeed in-. It was the gladsomeness of innocence that he had seen dancing in the moonlight. A mere woman could not be like that. How soft-. And she had derided him; he, the Auld Licht minister of Thrums, had been flouted before his people by a hussy. She was without reverence, she knew no difference between an Auld L
still in darkness. No sound reached him, save the echo of his own feet. But was it an echo? He stopped, and turned round
this time without stopping. The figure was following him. He stopped.
cloak that now concealed even her feet, despite the hood over
all her hiding-places. For a moment Gavin had it in his heart to warn her. But it was only for a moment. The nest a sudden horror shot through him. She was stealing
dim light. Gavin had almost reached th
eant, hearing some one
the darkness with t
art," said the serge
said
pinched
indeed, I am sorry I ventured into the streets to-night. I thought I might be able to
ma'am, but your husband has-
I must
"I quite agree witfe you, so w
a sergea
her pretty eyebrows, "and how long ar
his gypsy lassie had not given us so much
e you will catc
aid Gavin, fi
the Egyptian, "for you are sadl
rs. Dishart. You
" crie
he walked the distracted minister thro
ung her arm from him, and, standin
-woman!"
the last time he
lapping her h
utiful!" sh
s!" he answered.
id the Egyptian, who piti
nding her, "I could not help
ng a minister, You could have helped
to say that I saved you. I did my bes
d you not ha
n gr
"was, 'This is the person you are in search of.' I did n
said Gavi
gypsy said, "because you
nst my better jud
gypsy. "Mr. Dishart, I do beli
man against his will
aid the Egyptian, spe
ery nicest way
s, remorse filled her, and s
er, and no on
othing, for the gypsy's face had changed with her
jam. The hood had fallen back, and she looked pleadingly at hi
words in Gavin, but onl
underst
y any more?" plea
age of one who when his leg is being sa
ighed, and the sigh mea
ct for law and ord
she answer
ed-coats were still visible, and his f
ing a woman again, "i
you shou
ful in a new way. Her eyes said that lie was very cruel, and she was only keeping back her tears till he had gone. More dangerous than her face was her manner, which gave Gavin the privil
is his wife a man is shot with a thrill of exultatio
peated weakly, and the gypsy bent h
inued, "you were a gypsy girl i
ed out mischievously from beneath the
by this apparition, "as any woman in Thrums, and now you fling a cloak
it. "Ay, ay, ou losh?" she said, as if surprised, "it was just the cloak that did it, for now
, and Gavin walked sc
are," he said, looking over his should
loak. "Really, Mr. Dishart, you had better
o gain the open by the fiel
ding out her hand, "if yo
replied Gavin, but he
ends, then?" said th
. "I hope never to s
ce." Then, with less dignity, she added, "There is a splotch of mud on y
keep the secret from himself. In his boyhood he had sought a remedy by getting his larger comrades to stretch him. In the company of tall men he was always self- conscious. In the pulpit he looked darkly at his congregation when he asked them who, by taking thought, could add a cubit to his stature. When standing on a hearthrug his heels w
oad to wave his hand to her, when some sudden weakness made him look towards the fields instead. The Egyptian saw him and nodded
op of the field," she cried.
other way," G
help me again?
ok his head, but pulled her closer to the m
ng round to see if she were pursued. "Oh, I see," sh
need not have explained, unless he wanted
your m
may suffer more than you fo
can
it not be discovered that
said you
what would my congregation say if they knew I
nd the Egyptian had t
posure, but for my mother's sake. Look at her; she is happy, because she thinks me good and true; she has had such trials as you cann
rily on the dry ground. Then, child of impulse as she always was, she
you going
ou need not be alarme
n her voice, and she sp
she would not, until his
ou want?"
-why do you not hide in the manse gar
ne tears in the
man," she said
ied in horror. "There is a
g to see if she took his advice, hastened to