“Tuts!” She flung her head back a little scornfully with the word. “There’s few folks ken what love is.”
“Do you, Maggie?”
“What for wad I ken? Is the leddy bonnie?”
“Very sweet and gentle and kind.”
“Does she like you?”
“We have been long together. She likes me, as you like David.”
“Will she want to be your wife? That’s what I mean, sir.”
“I think not. A man cannot know such a thing as that, until he asks.”
She looked sharply at him, and blushed crimson. “Then you hae never asked her?”
“I have never asked her. My father wants me to do so, and I refused.”