They passed men and youths, single figures and clusters.
"Ony news, Littlefarm?
We've been--or we're going--seeking here, or here--" A woman stopped them.

"It was thae gipsies, sirs! I had a dream about them, five nights syne! A lintwhite was flying by them, and they gave chase.

Either it's that or she made away with herself! I had a dream that might be read that way, too." When they came to White Farm it was to find there only Jenny and Menie and Merran.
"Somebody maun stay to keep the house warm gin the lassie come stumbling hame, cauld and hungry and half doited! Eh, Glenfernie, ye that are a learned man and know the warld, gie us help!" "I am going up the glen," said Alexander to Greenlaw.

"I do not know why, but I think it should be tried again.

And I know it, root and branch.