So we would marry, White Farm, and she be lady beside the laird at Glenfernie." But he could not say it yet, because he did not know if Elspeth loved him.

He was in a condition of hope, but very humbly so, far from assurance.

He never did Elspeth the indignity of thinking that a lesser thing than love might lead her to Glenfernie House.

If she came she would come because she loved--not else.
They left the moor, passed through the hollow of the stream and by the mill, and began to climb the village street.

Folk looked out of door or window upon them; kirk-goers astir, dressed in their best, with regulated step and mouth and eyes set aright, gave the correct greeting, neither more nor less.