He came towards her slowly from the window, took up her hand in his and kissed it.
"Kirstie," he said hoarsely, "you have misjudged me sorely.

I have always thought of her, I wouldna harm her for the universe, my woman!" "Eh, lad, and that's easy sayin'," cried Kirstie, "but it's nane sae easy doin'! Man, do ye no comprehend that it's God's wull we should be blendit and glamoured, and have nae command over our ain members at a time like that?
My bairn," she cried, still holding his hand, "think o' the puir lass! have pity upon her, Erchie! and O, be wise for twa! Think o' the risk she rins! I have seen ye, and what's to prevent ithers! I saw ye once in the Hags, in my ain howl, and I was wae to see ye there--in pairt for the omen, for I think there's a weird on the place--and in pairt for pure nakit envy and bitterness o' hairt.

It's strange ye should forgather there tae! God! but yon puir, thrawn, auld Covenanter's seen a heap o' human natur since he lookit his last on the musket barrels, if he never saw nane afore," she added, with a kind of wonder in her eyes.
"I swear by my honour I have done her no wrong," said Archie.

"I swear by my honour and the redemption of my soul that there shall none be done her.

I have heard of this before.