The glen was dressed in June, at its height of green movement and song.

Alexander and Elspeth walked there and turned aside through a miniature pass down which flowed a stream in miniature to join the larger flood.

This cleft led them to a green hollow masked by the main wall of the glen, a fairy place, hidden and lone.

Seven times had the two been in company since that morning of the flower-sprinkled cape and the thorn-tree.

First stood a chance meeting upon the moor, Elspeth walking from the village with a basket upon her arm and the laird riding home after business in the nearest considerable town.