Sometimes I found her--or she found me upon the moor; and often she appeared in my nursery in the castle.

When we were together Jean Braidfute seemed to prefer that we should be alone, and was inclined to keep the under-nurse occupied in other parts of the wing I lived in.

I never asked her to do this, but I was glad that it was done.

Wee Elspeth was glad, too.

After our first meeting she was dressed in soft blue or white, and the red stain was gone; but she was always Wee Brown Elspeth with the doelike eyes and the fair, transparent face, the very fair little face.