"I had two warnings, two sermons, last night, both most kind and considerate.

Had you been there, I promise you you would have grat, my dear! And they opened my eyes.

I saw we were going a wrong way." "Who was the other one ?" Kirstie demanded.
By this time Archie was in the condition of a hunted beast.

He had come, braced and resolute; he was to trace out a line of conduct for the pair of them in a few cold, convincing sentences; he had now been there some time, and he was still staggering round the outworks and undergoing what he felt to be a savage cross-examination.
"Mr.Frank!" she cried.

"What nex', I would like to ken ?" "He spoke most kindly and truly." "What like did he say ?" "I am not going to tell you; you have nothing to do with that," cried Archie, startled to find he had admitted so much.
"O, I have naething to do with it!" she repeated, springing to her feet.
"A'body at Hermiston's free to pass their opinions upon me, but I have naething to do wi' it! Was this at prayers like?
Did ye ca' the grieve into the consultation?
Little wonder if a'body's talking, when ye make a'body yer confidants! But as you say, Mr.Weir,--most kindly, most considerately, most truly, I'm sure,--I have naething to do with it.