He's a braw lad, that Alec Forbes-isna he ?" "Ay is he," answered Annie, sadly; not from jealousy, for her admiration of Alec was from afar; but as looking up from purgatorial exclusion to the paradise of Howglen, where the beautiful lady would have all Mrs Forbes, and Alec too, to herself.
The old woman caught the tone, but misinterpreted it.
"I doobt," she said, "he winna get ony guid at that college." "What for no ?" returned Annie.

"I was at the school wi' him, and never saw onything to fin' fau't wi'." "Ow na, lassie.

Ye had naething to do fin'in' fau't wi' him.

His father was a douce man, an' maybe a God-fearin' man, though he made but sma' profession.

I think we're whiles ower sair upo' some o' them that promises little, and maybe does the mair.