And syne to behave sae ill to that winsome wife o' his! I dinna wonner 'at ye maun be up! Eh na! But, sir, sin ye are up, I wish ye wad speyk to John Thamson no to tak aff the day 'at I was awa' last ook, for 'deed I was verra unweel, and bude to keep my bed.' Robert was beginning to feel uneasy as to how he should get rid of her, when she rose, and saying, 'Ay, ay, I ken it's sax o'clock,' went out as she had come in.

Robert followed, and saw her safe out of the garden, but did not return to the factory.
So his father had behaved ill to his mother too! 'But what for hearken to the havers o' a dottled auld wife ?' he said to himself, pondering as he walked home.
Old Janet told a strange story of how she had seen the ghost, and had had a long talk with him, and of what he said, and of how he groaned and played the fiddle between.

And finding that the report had reached his grandmother's ears, Robert thought it prudent, much to his discontent, to intermit his visits to the factory.

Mrs.Falconer, of course, received the rumour with indignant scorn, and peremptorily refused to allow any examination of the premises.
But how have the violin by him and not hear her speak?
One evening the longing after her voice grow upon him till he could resist it no longer.
He shut the door of his garret-room, and, with Shargar by him, took her out and began to play softly, gently--oh so softly, so gently! Shargar was enraptured.

Robert went on playing.
Suddenly the door opened, and his grannie stood awfully revealed before them.