He found she was already out of bed, and putting on her clothes.

She had not been asleep, she said, and added something obscure, which the laird took to mean that she had been expecting a summons.
"Whan Ane's oot, there's nane in!" she said.

"Hoo's the auld reprobat, laird--an' I beg yer pardon ?" "He's gane til's accoont, Grizzie," answered the laird, in a trembling voice.
"Say ye sae, laird ?" returned Grizzie with perfect calmness.

"Oh, sirs!" Not a single remark did she then offer.

If she was cool, she was not irreverent before the thought of the awful thing that lay waiting her.
"Ye winna wauk the hoose, will ye, sir ?" she added presently.