CHAPTER XXXI.
THEIR REWARD.
By degrees Gibbie had come to be well known about the Mains and Glashruach.

Angus's only recognition of him was a scowl in return for his smile; but, as I have said, he gave him no farther annoyance, and the tales about the beast-loon were dying out from Daurside.

Jean Mavor was a special friend to him: for she knew now well enough who had been her brownie, and made him welcome as often as he showed himself with Donal.

Fergus was sometimes at home; sometimes away; but he was now quite a fine gentleman, a student of theology, and only condescendingly cognizant of the existence of Donal Grant.

All he said to him when he came home a master of arts, was, that he had expected better of him: he ought to be something more than herd by this time.