"No a word, lassie!" he cried. "I'm no for ye this meenute.--No a word to
me aboot onything or onybody the day, but what's absolute necessar!"
"As ye wull! father," rejoined Maggie.--"I'm gaein oot to seek auld Eppy;
she was intil the baker's shop a meenute ago!--The bairnie's asleep."
"Vera weel! Gien I hear him, I s' atten' til 'im," answered the soutar.
"Thank ye, father," returned Maggie, and left the house.
But the minister, having to start that same afternoon for Deemouth, and
feeling it impossible, things remaining as they were, to preach at his
ease, had been watching the soutar's door: he saw it open and Maggie
appear. For a moment he flattered himself she was coming to look for him,
in order to tell him how sorry she was for her late behaviour to him. But
her start when first she became aware of his presence, did not fail,
notwithstanding his conceit, to satisfy him that such was not her intent.
He made haste to explain his presence.
"I've been waiting all this time on the chance of seeing you, Margaret!" he
said.
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