At last, however, the fever
left him, and he began to recover, but lay still and silent, seeming to
take no interest in anything, and remembered nothing he had said, or even
that he had seen Isy. At the same time his wakened conscience was still at
work in him, and had more to do with his enfeebled condition than the
prolonged fever. At length his parents were convinced that he had something
on his mind that interfered with his recovery, and his mother was
confident that it had to do with "that deceitful creature, Isy." To learn
that she was safe, might have given Marion some satisfaction, had she not
known her refuge so near the manse; and having once heard where she was,
she had never asked another question about her. Her husband, however,
having overheard certain of the words that fell from Isy when she thought
herself alone, was intently though quietly waiting for what must follow.
"I'm misdoobtin sair, Peter," began Marion one morning, after a long talk
with the cottar's wife, who had been telling her of Isy's having taken up
her abode with the soutar, "I'm sair misdoobtin whether that hizzie hadna
mair to dee nor we hae been jaloosin, wi Jamie's attack, than the mere
scare he got.
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