CHAPTER IX.
THE MORVEN ARMS.
On Wednesday evening Donal went to The Morven Arms to inquire for the third time if his box was come.

The landlord said, if a great heavy tool-chest was the thing he expected, it had come.
"Donal Grant wad be the name upo' 't," said Donal.
"'Deed, I didna luik," said the landlord.

"Its i' the back yard." As Donal went through the house to the yard, he passed the door of a room where some of the townsfolk sat, and heard the earl mentioned.
He had not asked Andrew anything about the young man he had spoken with; for he understood that his host held himself not at liberty to talk about the family in which his granddaughter was a servant.

But what was said in public he surely might hear! He requested the landlord to let him have a bottle of ale, and went into the room and sat down.
It was a decent parlour with a sanded floor.

Those assembled were a mixed company from town and country, having a tumbler of whisky-toddy together after the market.