“‘Ye’re wife?’ said I, as gin I had forgotten. I whiles do forget.
“‘Ay, my wife, Mistress Brownrig—her that was Allison Bain!’
“‘Oh!’ said I then; ‘bonny Allie Bain? Ay, I did that! In the early, early mornin’ I saw her ower yonder, lying wi’ her face on the new-made grave.’
“I spak’ laich (low) when I said it.
“‘And did ye no’ speak to her?’ said he.
“‘I daured na,’ said I.
“‘And which way went she?’ said he.
“‘She stood up on her feet, and looked about her like one dazed, and then somebody spoke to her from ower the wall. And in a wee while I cam’ round and said a word, but she never answered me.’
“‘And wha was the man? Or was it a man?’
“‘Oh! ay. It was a man. It was the minister’s son wha has come lately frae America. But I heard na a word he said.’