“He went away with the tide. He was called just at the turn. Ah, Christina, it is loving and dying all the time! Life is love and death; for what is our life? It is even a vapour that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.”
“But Watty was well ready for the change, Mother?”
“He went away with a smile. And I staid by poor Lizzie, for I have drank of the same cup, and I know how bitter was the taste of it. Old Elspeth McDonald stretched the corpse, and her and I had a change of words; but Lizzie was with me.”
“What for did you clash at such a like time?”
“She covered up his face, and I said: ‘Stop your hand, Elspeth. Don’t you go to cover Watty’s face now. He never did ill to any one while he lived, and there’s no need to hide his face when he is dead.’ And we had a bit stramash about it, for I can’t abide to hide up the face that is honest and well loved, and Lizzie said I was right, and so Elspeth went off in a tiff.”
“I think there must be ‘tiffs’ floating about in the air to-night. Jamie and Andrew have had a falling out, and Jamie went away far less than pleased with me.”
“What’s to do between them?”
“Jamie met with an old friend who was hungry and thirsty, and he went with him to the ‘public’ instead of going to the boat for Andrew, as he promised to do. You know how Andrew feels about a word broken.”
“Toots! Andrew Binnie has a deal to learn yet. You should have told him it was better to show mercy, than to stick at a mouthful of words. Had you never a soft answer to throw at the two fractious fools?”
“How could I interfere?”