27/27 Syne the clouds thickened and the thunder growlit, and he wad walk with her hame through the glen--" "Wha wad? Aye, and I marked them ance in the little glen, and there they were lovers surely--gin kisses and clasped arms mak lovers! She wad come by herself to their trysting, and he wad come over the muir and down the crag-side. It was na my business and I never thocht to tell. But eh! all ill will out, says my mither!". |