Eager to know about him, Ginevra gathered all that Janet could tell of his story, and in return told the little she had seen of it, which was the one dreadful point.
"Is he a good boy, Mistress Grant ?" she asked.
"The best boy ever I kenned--better nor my ain Donal, an' he was the best afore him," answered Janet.
Ginny gave a little sigh, and wished she were good.
"Whan saw ye Donal ?" asked Janet of Nicie.
"No this lang time--no sin' I was here last," answered Nicie, who did not now get home so often as the rest.
"I was thinkin'," returned her mother, "ye sud 'maist see him noo frae the back o' the muckle hoose; for he was tellin' me he was wi' the nowt' i' the new meadow upo' the Lorrie bank, 'at missie's papa boucht frae Jeames Glass." "Ow, is he there ?" said Nicie.

"I'll maybe get sicht, gien I dinna get word o' him.

He cam ance to the kitchen-door to see me, but Mistress Mac Farlane wadna lat him in.

She wad hae nae loons comin' aboot the place she said.

I said 'at hoo he was my brither.