"Now, ma'am," I said, "go to your room; take off your bonnet, and put your hair as tidy as you please." Mrs.Baggs raised her eyes and hands to heaven, exclaimed "Disgraceful!" and flounced out of the room in a passion.

Such was my Scotch marriage--as lawful a ceremony, remember, as the finest family wedding at the largest parish church in all England.
An hour passed; and I had not yet summoned the cruel courage to communicate my real situation to Alicia.

The entry of the shock-headed servant-girl to lay the cloth, followed by Mrs.Baggs, who was never out of the way where eating and drinking appeared in prospect, helped me to rouse myself.

I resolved to go out for a few minutes to reconnoiter, and make myself acquainted with any facilities for flight or hiding which the situation of the house might present.

No doubt the Bow Street runner was lurking somewhere; but he must, as a matter of course, have heard, or informed himself, of the orders I had given relating to our conveyance on to Edinburgh; and, in that case, I was still no more in danger of his avowing himself and capturing me, than I had been at any previous period of our journey.
"I am going out for a moment, love, to see about the chaise," I said to Alicia.