Glossin left the house half pleased with the impression he had made, half mortified by the stern caution and proud reluctance with which he had been received.

'Colonel Mannering might have had more politeness,' he said to himself.

'It is not every man that can bring a good chance of 400 Pounds a year to a penniless girl.
Singleside must be up to 400 Pounds a year now; there's Reilageganbeg, Gillifidget, Loverless, Liealone, and the Spinster's Knowe--good 400 Pounds a year.

Some people might have made their own of it in my place; and yet, to own the truth, after much consideration, I don't see how that is possible.' Glossin was no sooner mounted and gone than the Colonel despatched a groom for Mr.Mac-Morlan, and, putting the deed into his hand, requested to know if it was likely to be available to his friend Lucy Bertram.
Mac-Morlan perused it with eyes that sparkled with delight, snapped his fingers repeatedly, and at length exclaimed, 'Available! it's as tight as a glove; naebody could make better wark than Glossin, when he didna let down a steek on purpose.

But (his countenance falling) the auld b---, that I should say so, might alter at pleasure!' 'Ah! And how shall we know whether she has done so ?' 'Somebody must attend on Miss Bertram's part when the repositories of the deceased are opened.' 'Can you go ?' said the Colonel.
'I fear I cannot,' replied Mac-Morlan; 'I must attend a jury trial before our court.' 'Then I will go myself,' said the Colonel; 'I'll set out to-morrow.
Sampson shall go with me; he is witness to this settlement.