And to-day that sleuth-hound told me how I stood, and to what a length he would go to butcher and disgrace me.

I am to be brought in a party to the murder; I am to have held Glenure in talk for money and old clothes; I am to be killed and shamed.

If this is the way I am to fall, and me scarce a man--if this is the story to be told of me in all Scotland--if you are to believe it too, and my name is to be nothing but a by-word--Catriona, how can I go through with it?
The thing's not possible; it's more than a man has in his heart." I poured my words out in a whirl, one upon the other; and when I stopped I found her gazing on me with a startled face.
"Glenure! It is the Appin murder," she said softly, but with a very deep surprise.
I had turned back to bear her company, and we were now come near the head of the brae above Dean village.

At this word I stepped in front of her like one suddenly distracted.
"For God's sake!" I cried, "for God's sake, what is this that I have done ?" and carried my fists to my temples.

"What made me do it?
Sure, I am bewitched to say these things!" "In the name of heaven, what ails you now ?" she cried.
"I gave my honour," I groaned, "I gave my honour and now I have broke it.