"Never heed him a hair, mem; he's clean aff o' his heid!" she said in a low
voice, making no attempt to free herself from his embrace, but treating him
like a delirious child. "There maun be something aboot me, mem, that
quaiets him a bit! It's the brain, ye ken, mem! it's the het brain! We
maunna contre him! he maun hae his ain w'y for a wee!"
But such was James's behaviour to Isy that it was impossible for the mother
not to perceive that, incredible as it might seem, this must be far from
the first time they had met; and presently she fell to examining her memory
whether she herself might not have seen Isy before ever she came to
Stonecross; but she could find no answer to her inquiry, press the question
as she might. By and by, her husband came in to have his dinner, and
finding herself compelled, much against her will, to leave the two
together, she sent up Eppie to take Isy's place, with the message that she
was to go down at once. Isy obeyed, and went to the kitchen; but, perturbed
and trembling, dropped on the first chair she came to.
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