She offered, however, to convey the letter to Double Dykes.

She was anxious to see the inside of the Painted Lady's house, and this would be a good opportunity.

She admitted that she had crawled to the east window of it before now, but that dour bairn of the Painted Lady's had seen her head and whipped down the blind.
Unfortunate Suphy! she could not try the window this time, as it was broad daylight, and the Painted Lady took the letter from her at the door.

She returned crestfallen, and for an hour nothing happened.

The mole-catcher went off to the square, saying, despondently, that nothing would happen until he was round the corner.