"You haven't seen anything of Rob, have you?" said Annie.
"How should I see Rob! He's gone to Gifford ar'n't he?"
"You might have been on that side of the hill?"
"Ar'n't he come back with the stuff?"
"No; he might have been here three hours since. I can't think what's become of him."
"Stopt at the Fair, may-be; there's dancing the night at the Lion."
"Nonsense!" said Annie, pouting her lips at him, and turning away to prepare their evening meal.
Donald shook himself, and stamped his feet to get rid of the snow, and then entered the kitchen. Mrs. Shiels hearing a foot, came down, hoping to find Rob; and was very much disappointed when she saw it was Donald.
"What can that boy be doing, all this time?" she said.
"Perhaps he met Ihan, and went back for the camphor," suggested Annie.