Maggie laughed too, and wiped her eyes.
Before long, Maggie recognized that she had never been so happy in her
life. Isy told them as much as she could without breaking her resolve to
keep secret a certain name; and wrote to Mr. Robertson, telling him where
she was, and that she had found her baby. He came with his wife to see
her, and so a friendship began between the soutar and him, which Mr.
Robertson always declared one of the most fortunate things that had ever
befallen him.
"That soutar-body," he would say, "kens mair aboot God and his kingdom, the
hert o' 't and the w'ys o' 't, than ony man I ever h'ard tell o'--and
_that_ heumble!--jist like the son o' God himsel!"
Before many days passed, however, a great anxiety laid hold of the little
household: wee Jamie was taken so ill that the doctor had to be summoned.
For eight days he had much fever, and his appealing looks were pitiful to
see. When first he ceased to run about, and wanted to be nursed, no one
could please him but the soutar himself, and he, at once discarding his
work, gave himself up to the child's service.
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