"I'll no dae that, until I see ye marrit tae my dochter, she-deil as she has been tae her auld faither."
"But how can I marry her in my present position?"
"Eh, ye can leave yon tae me, Angus. I'll ca ye Angus, seence ye're tae be bane o' ma bane and flesh o' ma flesh, as it micht be. When I can ca' my dochter Mistress Herries, and have the promise of the pair o' ye tae gie me enough tae leeve like gentry, I'll save the life o' ye,--aye, that I wull."
"And tell us who killed Sir Simon."
"Nae," said Gowrie with real regret, "I canna dae that, for I dinna ken wha committed the weecked deed."
"That's a lie," cried Kind.
"It's the truth, sir," said Gowrie in his best English. "For all I know Herries here may have killed the man."
"You said that you could save me."
"I did, and I can," said Gowrie, rather disconcerted, "but only if you marry Elspeth."
"I don't require your command to marry her," said Herries, taking the girl in his arms. "I love your daughter with all my heart and soul, as a good true woman. I'll marry whenever I am free."