I can't rest well the day I don't meet her." "Maybe other people's as bad, for that matter; so good night, an' the mether o' honey to you, soon an' sudden! Faix, if any body stand in my way now, they'll feel the weight of this, any how." After uttering the last words, she brandished the cudgel and disappeared.
Lamh Laudher felt considerably puzzled to know what object Ellen could have had in sending the servant maid for his staff.

Of one thing, however, he was certain, that her motive must have had regard to his own safety; but how, or in what manner, he could not conjecture.

It is certainly true some misgivings shot lightly across his imagination, on reflecting that he had parted with the very weapon which he usually brought with him to repel the violence of Ellen's friends, should he be detected in an interview with her.

He remembered, too, that he had met unlucky Nell M'Collum, and that the person who deprived him of his principal means of defence was her niece.

He had little time, however, to think upon the subject, for in a few minutes after Nanse's departure, he recognized the light quick step of her whom he expected.
The figure of Ellen Neil was tall, and her motions full of untaught elegance and natural grace.