"Do I?" said Charlie," Thanks t' ye, my lord."
"Now," continued she, "if you will either set me and my page safely down on English ground, or within the ports of Edinborough, I'll add five thousand sheep to the proffer I have already made you."
"Are ye no joking?" said Charlie, again stopping his horse.
"On my honour I am not," was the answer.
"They'll stock a' Blake-Esk-head an' the Garald-Grains," said Charlie: "Hae ye a free passport to the Scottish court?"
"Yes, I have, and signed with the warden's name."
"Na, na, haud your tongue there; my master has nae name," said Charlie: "He has a good speaking name, an' ane he disna think shame o', but nae name for black an' white."
"I'll show you it," said Lady Jane.
"Na, ye needna fash," said Charlie; "I fear it wad be unmannerly in me to doubt a lord's word."
"How soon could you carry us to Edinborough?" inquired Lady Jane, anxious to keep muckle Charlie in the humour of taking her any where save into the hands of Douglas.