"When she has clinkit hersell down that way, and faulded her arms, she winna speak a word, they say, for weeks thegither.

And besides, to my thinking, her face is sair changed since we cam in.

However, I'se try her ance mair to satisfy your honour .-- So ye canna keep in mind, cummer, that your auld mistress, the Countess Joscelin, has been removed ?" "Removed!" she exclaimed; for that name never failed to produce its usual effect upon her; "then we maun a' follow--a' maun ride when she is in the saddle.

Tell them to let Lord Geraldin ken we're on before them.
Bring my hood and scarf--ye wadna hae me gang in the carriage wi' my leddy, and my hair in this fashion ?" She raised her shrivelled arms, and seemed busied like a woman who puts on her cloak to go abroad, then dropped them slowly and stiffly; and the same idea of a journey still floating apparently through her head, she proceeded, in a hurried and interrupted manner,--"Call Miss Neville--What do you mean by Lady Geraldin?
I said Eveline Neville, not Lady Geraldin-- there's no Lady Geraldin; tell her that, and bid her change her wet gown, and no' look sae pale.

Bairn! what should she do wi' a bairn ?--maidens hae nane, I trow .-- Teresa--Teresa--my lady calls us!--Bring a candle;--the grand staircase is as mirk as a Yule midnight--We are coming, my lady!"-- With these words she sunk back on the settle, and from thence sidelong to the floor.