CHAPTER XII.
Reputation! that's man's idol Set up against God, the Maker of all laws, Who hath commanded us we should not kill, And yet we say we must, for Reputation! What honest man can either fear his own, Or else will hurt another's reputation?
Fear to do base unworthy things is valour; If they be done to us, to suffer them Is valour too.
BEN JONSON.
The Colonel was walking pensively up and down the parlour when the officious landlady reentered to take his commands.

Having given them in the manner he thought would be most acceptable 'for the good of the house,' he begged to detain her a moment.
'I think,' he said, 'madam, if I understood the good people right, Mr.
Bertram lost his son in his fifth year ?' 'O ay, sir, there's nae doubt o' that, though there are mony idle clashes about the way and manner, for it's an auld story now, and everybody tells it, as we were doing, their ain way by the ingleside.

But lost the bairn was in his fifth year, as your honour says, Colonel; and the news being rashly tell'd to the leddy, then great with child, cost her her life that samyn night; and the Laird never throve after that day, but was just careless of everything, though, when his daughter Miss Lucy grew up, she tried to keep order within doors; but what could she do, poor thing?
So now they're out of house and hauld.' 'Can you recollect, madam, about what time of the year the child was lost ?' The landlady, after a pause and some recollection, answered, 'she was positive it was about this season'; and added some local recollections that fixed the date in her memory as occurring about the beginning of November 17--.
The stranger took two or three turns round the room in silence, but signed to Mrs.Mac-Candlish not to leave it.
'Did I rightly apprehend,' he said, 'that the estate of Ellangowan is in the market ?' 'In the market?
It will be sell'd the morn to the highest bidder--that's no the morn, Lord help me! which is the Sabbath, but on Monday, the first free day; and the furniture and stocking is to be roupit at the same time on the ground.

It's the opinion of the haill country that the sale has been shamefully forced on at this time, when there's sae little money stirring in Scotland wi' this weary American war, that somebody may get the land a bargain.

Deil be in them, that I should say sae!'-- the good lady's wrath rising at the supposed injustice.
'And where will the sale take place ?' 'On the premises, as the advertisement says; that's at the house of Ellangowan, your honour, as I understand it.' 'And who exhibits the title-deeds, rent-roll, and plan ?' 'A very decent man, sir; the sheriff-substitute of the county, who has authority from the Court of Session.