Upon his, I thought it horribly alarming; I made sure there was a tempest brewing there; and considering that to be the chief peril, turned towards him and put myself (so to speak) in the man's hands.
"Can I do anything for _you_, Mr.Drummond ?" says I.
He stifled a yawn, which again I thought to be duplicity.

"Why, Mr.
David," said he, "since you are so obliging as to propose it, you might show me the way to a certain tavern" (of which he gave the name) "where I hope to fall in with some old companions in arms." There was no more to say, and I got my hat and cloak to bear him company.
"And as for you," he says to his daughter, "you had best go to your bed.
I shall be late home, and _Early to bed and early to rise, gars bonny lasses have bright eyes."_ Whereupon he kissed her with a good deal of tenderness, and ushered me before him from the door.

This was so done (I thought on purpose) that it was scarce possible there should be any parting salutation; but I observed she did not look at me, and set it down to terror of James More.
It was some distance to that tavern.

He talked all the way of matters which did not interest me the smallest, and at the door dismissed me with empty manners.

Thence I walked to my new lodging, where I had not so much as a chimney to hold me warm, and no society but my own thoughts.