The little lass stood awhile and gazed about her.
“Certainly my father will see me now,” she said, cheerfully enough; “I am sure he will be looking, and then he will know that all is well when his little girl is here.”
And she looked as if she were ready to protect Alexander Gordon of Earlstoun against Lag and all his troopers. But after a little I saw an anxious look steal over her face.
“He is not coming. He does not see his little Mary!” she said, wistfully.
Then she ran to the top of the highest knoll12, and taking off her red cloak she waved it, crying out, “Father, father, it is I—little Mary! Do not be afraid!”
A pair of screeching13 wildfowl swooped14 indignantly nearer, but no other voice replied. I feared that she might insist upon examining that which lay under the brown coat, for that it covered either her father or one of her kinsfolk I was well persuaded. The Bennan top had been without doubt the hiding-place of many besides Alexander Gordon. But at this time none were sought for in the Glenkens save{32} the man upon whose head, because of the late plot anent the King’s life, there was set so great a price. And, moreover, had the lady of Earlstoun not sent her daughter to that very place with provender15, as being the more likely to win through to her husband unharmed and unsuspected?
Suddenly Mary burst into tears.
“I can not find him!” she cried; “and he will be so hungry, and think that his little girl dared not come to find him! Besides, all the oaten cakes that were baked but this morning will be quite spoiled!”
I tried my best to comfort her, but she would not let me so much as touch her. And, being an ignorant landward lad, I could not find the fitting words wherewithal to speak to a maiden16 gently bred like the little Mary Gordon.
At last, however, she dried her tears. “Let us leave the cakes here, and take the basket and go our way back again. For the lady my mother will be weary with waiting for me so long by the waterside.”
So we two went down the hill again very sadly, and as we passed by she cast her eyes curiously17 over at the poor lad who lay so still on his face in the soft lair18 of the peat moss7.{33}
“That is a strange sheep,” she said; “it looks more like a man lying asleep.”
So, passing by, we went down both of us together, and as we pushed a way through the bracken towards our own house of Ardarroch, I saw my sister Anna come up the burn-side among the light flickering19 shadows of the birch and alder20 bushes. And when we came nearer to her I saw that she, too, had been weeping. Now this also went to my heart with a heavy sense of the beginning of unknown troubles. Ever since, from my sweet sleep of security on the hillside I had been suddenly flung into the midst of a troublous sea, there seemed no end to the griefs, like waves that press behind each other rank behind rank to the horizon.
“Has my father been taken?” I cried anxiously to Anna, as she came near. For that was our chief household fear at that time.
“Nay,” she answered, standing21 still to look in astonishment22 at my little companion; “but there are soldiers in the house, and they have turned everything this way and that to seek for him, and have also dealt roughly with my mother.”
Hearing which, I was for running down to help, but Anna bade me to bide23 where I was. I{34} would only do harm, she said. She had been sent to keep Hob and David on the hill, my mother being well assured that the soldiers would do her no harm for all the roughness of their talk.
“And who is this?” said Anna, looking kindly24 down at little Mary Gordon.
I expected the little maid to answer as high and quick as she had done to me; but she stood fixed25 and intent awhile upon Anna, and then she went directly up to her and put her hand into that of my sister. There was ever, indeed, that about Anna which drew all children to her. And now the proud daughter of the laird of Earlstoun went to her as readily as a tottering26 cottar’s bairn.
“You will take me to my mother, will you not?” she said, nestling contentedly27 with her cheek against Anna’s homespun kirtle.
“That will I, and blithely28, lambie!” my sister answered, heartily29, “if ye will tell me who the mother o’ ye may be, and where she bides30.”
But when I had told her, I saw Anna look suddenly blank, and the colour fade from her face.
“By the waterside—your mother!” she said, with a kind of fluttering uncertain apprehension{35} in her voice. For my sister Anna’s voice was like a stringed instrument, quavering and thrilling to the least thought of her heart.
We three turned to go down the hill to the waterside. I caught Anna’s eye, and, observing by its signalling that she wished to speak with me apart, I allowed the little girl to precede us on the winding31 sheep track, which was all the path leading up the Bennan side.
“The soldiers had taken her mother away with them in the boat to question her. They suspected that she came to the water foot to meet her husband,” whispered Anna. “You must take the little one back to her folk—or else, if you are afraid to venture, Hob or David will go instead of you.”
“Neither Hob nor yet David shall get the chance; I will go myself,” cried I, firing at the notion that my two brothers could carry out such a commission better than I. “If you, Anna, will look to the sheep, I will leave Ashie and Gray behind to help you.”
“I will indeed gladly stay and see that all is kept in due order,” said Anna, and I knew that she was as good a herd32 as any one, and that when she undertook a thing she would surely perform it.{36}
So I took leave of my sister, and she gave me some pieces of barley33 bread and also a few savoury crumblings she had discovered in the pocket which was swung on the outside of her short kirtle.
“I will not go with you; I want to stay with this nice great girl, or else go home to my mother!” cried the imperious little maid, stamping her foot and shaking her yellow curls vehemently34 as if she cherished a spite against me.
“Your mother has been obliged to go home without you,” I said, “but she has left word that you are to come with me, and I will take you home.”
“I do not believe it; you are nothing but a little, ragged35, silly boy,” she answered, shaking her finger contemptuously at me.
I appealed to Anna.
“Is it not so?” I said.
Anna turned gently to little Mary Gordon.
“Go with him, childie,” she said; “your mother was compelled to go away and leave you. My brother will bring you safe. Quintin is a good lad and will take great care of you. Let him take you home, will you not?”
And the child looked long up into the deep,{37} untroubled brown eyes of Anna, my sister, and was vanquished36.
“I will go with the boy anywhere if you bid me,” she said.
(Note and Addition by me, Hob MacClellan,
Elder Brother of the Writer.)
It chances that I, Hob MacClellan, have come into possession of the papers of Quintin, my brother, and also of many interesting documents that belonged to him. In time I shall leave them to his son Quintin, but ere they pass out of my hands it is laid upon me that I insert sundry38 observes upon them for the better understanding of what Quintin hath written.
For this brother of mine, whom for love I served forty years as a thirled labourer serves for his meat, whom I kept from a thousand dangers, whom I guided as a mother doth a bairn that learns to walk, holding it by the coaties behind—this Quintin whose fame is in all Scotland was a man too wrapt and godly to be well able to take care of the things of the moment, and all his life needed one to be in tendance upon him, and to see that all went forward as it ought.
My mother and his, a shrewd woman of the{38} borderside stock, Elliot her name, used often to say, “Hob, keep a firm catch o’ Quintin. For though he may stir up the world and have the care of all the churches, yet like a bairn he needs one to draw tight the buckle39 of his trews, and see that he goes not to preach in the habit in which he rose from bed!”
So it came about that I, having no clearness as to leaving him to himself, abode40 mostly near him, keeping the door of his chamber41, as it were, on all the great occasions of his life. And Quintin my brother, though we differed ofttimes, ever paid me in love and the bond of an unbroken brotherhood42. Also what he had I had, hand and siller, bite or sup, poverty and riches. I tilled his glebe. I brought home his kye and milked them. I stood at his back in the day of calamity43. I was his groom44 when first he married so strangely. Yet through all I abode plain dour45 Hob MacClellan, to all the parish and wider far—the “minister’s brother!”
And there are folk who have held me stupid because that ordinarily I found little to say, or dull in that I mixed not with their pothouse jollity, or proud because I could be better company to myself than a score of clattering46 fools.
Not that I despised the friendly converse47 in{39} the green loaning when a man meets a man, or a man a bonny lass, nor yet the merry meeting about the ingle in the heartsome forenights, for I own that at one time my mind lay greatly that way.
I have loved good sound jocund48 mirth all my days; aye, and often learned that which proved of great advantage at such times, just because folk had no fear, but would speak freely before me. Whereas, so soon as Quintin came in, there passed a hush49 over every face and a silence of constraint50 fell upon them, as if he had fetched the two tables of stone with all the Ten Commandments upon them in his coat-tail pocket.
Now, though I hold to it that there never was a man in the world like our Quintin, at least, never since Richard Cameron was put down in red-running blood on the Moss of Ayr, yet I am free to admit that Quintin often saw things without that saving salt of humour which would have given him so much easier a tramp through the whins and thickets51 of life.
But this could not be. Quintin had by nature mother-wit enough, but he ever took things too hardly, and let them press upon his spirit when he had better have been on the ice{40} at the channel-stanes than on his knees in his closet. At least that is my thought of it.
For some men see the upper side of human affairs, and some the under. But few there be who see both sides of things. And if any of the doctrines52 for which our Quintin fought seemed to me as the thin wind-clouds streaked53 like mare’s tails high in the lift, the heartsome mirth and country gif-gaf,[2] which ofttimes made my heart cheerier, appeared to him but as the crackling of thorns under a pot.
And so when it shall be that this wondrous54 narrative55 of my brother Quintin’s life (for it is both wondrous and true) is finally set forth56 for the edification of men and women, I recommend whoever has the perusal57 of it to read over also my few chapters of observes, that he may understand the true inwardness of the narrative and, as it were, the ingates as well as the outgates of it.
Now, for instance, there is this matter of the killing58 of the man upon the hill. Quintin hath written all his story, yet never said in three words that the man was not Muckle Sandy Gordon,{41} the father of the little lass. He was, in fact, the son of one Edgar of Milnthird, and reported a clever lad at his trade, which was that of a saddler in Dumfries. He had in his time great fights with the devil, who beset59 him roaring like a lion in the caves of Crichope and other wild glens. But this John Edgar would always vanquish37 him till he put on the red coat of Rob Grier of Lag, that noted60 persecutor61. And so the poor lad got a settling shot through the back even as Quintin has written.
And, again, when Quintin says that it was the memory of that day which set him marching to Edinburgh with me at his elbow, to hold Clavers and his troop of Lairds and Highlandmen in order—well, in my opinion we both marched to Edinburgh because my father bade us. And at that time even Quintin did not disobey his father, though I will say that, having the soft side of my mother, he got more of his own way even from a bairn than is good for any one.{42}
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