He was hardly a week at Shoulthwaite before I guessed his secret--I couldn't be blind to that.

When he married his young wife on the Borders, folks didn't use to call her a witch.

She had a little fortune coming to her one day, and when she fled the prospect of it was lost to her husband.
Wilson was in no hurry to recover her while she was poor-a vagrant woman with his child at her breast.

The sense of his rights as a husband became keener a little later.

Do you remember the time when young Joe Garth set himself up in the smithy yonder ?" "I do," said Sim; "it was the time of the war.