But with his daughter I was more open, bewailing my fate that I should be sent out of the country, and assuring her, unless she should bring me to farewell with Catriona, I would refuse at the last hour.
"Have I not given you my advice ?" she asked.
"I know you have," said I, "and I know how much I am beholden to you already, and that I am bidden to obey your orders.

But you must confess you are something too merry a lass at times to lippen[23] to entirely." "I will tell you, then," said she.

"Be you on board at nine o'clock forenoon; the ship does not sail before one; keep your boat alongside; and if you are not pleased with my farewells when I shall send them, you can come ashore again and seek Katrine for yourself." Since I could make no more of her, I was fain to be content with this.
The day came round at last when she and I were to separate.

We had been extremely intimate and familiar; I was much in her debt; and what way we were to part was a thing that put me from my sleep, like the vails I was to give to the domestic servants.

I knew she considered me too backward, and rather desired to rise in her opinion on that head.