And whiles the best o' them will be wild where a bonny lassie is concerned.

No that's I'm saying sic a thing anent our young laird.

But ye ken he used to be unco fond o' the sport o' deer stalking up by Ben Lone, where this handsome hizzie, Rose Cameron, bides wi' her owld feyther.

And I e'en think the young laird, may whiles, hae putten a speak on the lass.

Nae mair nor less than just that," said the housekeeper as she left the room to look after some important household work.
A few minutes after her exit, Sir Lemuel Levison entered.
Finding his daughter almost in tears, he naturally inquired: "What on earth is the matter with you, my child ?" "Nothing, papa! At least nothing that should trouble me!" "But what is it ?" "Well then, papa, dear, here has been a foolish girl--_very_ foolish, I think she must be, going about, intruding even into the Castle, and telling all that will listen to her, that _she_ is betrothed to the Marquis of Arondelle." "Oh! Just as I feared!" muttered the banker, in a tone that instantly riveted the attention of his daughter.
"_What_ did you fear, my father ?" she inquired, fixing her eyes upon his face.
The banker hesitated.
His daughter repeated her question: "_What_ did you fear, my dear father ?" "Why, just what has happened, my love!" impatiently answered the banker.
"That this silly report would reach your ears and give you uneasiness.