Miss Ailie had been taken in completely by the trick played on her, and thus Stroke now got full information of the enemy's doings.
Cathro having failed to dislodge the Jacobites, the seat of war had been changed by Victoria to the Dovecot, whither her despatches were now forwarded.

That this last one, of which Agnes of Kingoldrum tried in vain to obtain possession, doubled the price on the Pretender's head, there could be no doubt; but as Miss Ailie was a notorious Hanoverian, only the hunted prince himself knew why this should make her cry.
He hinted with a snigger something about an affair he had once had with the lady.
The Widow and Sir Joseph accepted this explanation, but it made Lady Griselda rock her arms in irritation.
The reports about Miss Ailie's behavior became more and more alarming.
She walked up and down her bedroom now in the middle of the night.

Every time the knocker clanked she held herself together with both hands.
Agnes had orders not to answer the door until her mistress had keeked through the window.
"She's expecting a veesitor, methinks," said Corp.

This was his bright day.
"Ay," answered Agnes, "but is't a man-body, or just a woman-body ?" Leaving the rebels in the Lair stunned by Victoria's latest move, we now return to Thrums, where Miss Ailie's excited state had indeed been the talk of many.

Even the gossips, however, had underestimated her distress of mind, almost as much as they misunderstood its cause.