'Lizzie!'
Silence.
'Lizzie!'
'Eh?—what is 't, John?'
'I was thinkin', wife; I was thinkin' it's no sae bad since her name's Maggie. Ye see, if it had been Henrietta, or Dorothea, or——'
'Mercy! Are ye talkin' in yer sleep?'
'I was gaun for to say that a Henrietta an' so forth wud be easier traced nor a Maggie, Maggies bein' as common as wulks at Dunoon, whereas——'
'D'ye imagine Christina—oh, dinna be silly, man!'
'But, Maggie—I mean Lizzie——'
'Oh, for ony favour gang to sleep an' rest yer brains.'