24/27 The face was very quiet, strangely like Elspeth again, the Elspeth of the springtime. All looked, all saw. "And I wadna be some at the Judgment Day when come up the beguiled, self-drownit lassies!" Jock Binning's voice rose from out the craning group. "Aye, and I ken--and I ken wha was the man!" White Farm turned upon him. |