“One of those thieves!” he cried. “What did he do?”
A deep color came into her face.
“He showed me the way,” she said. “He showed me also Campbells he’d slain—he showed plunder from your house—he named you devil—and—”
“Ah, he didna’ ken ye were a Campbell?” asked Breadalbane.
“Why no, Jock—I told him I was a Fraser—I didna’ desire to be murdered.”
“Ye will have deceived him,” remarked the Earl. “Ye are a bonnie liar, Peggy.”
He gave the strange compliment in all sincerity and so she took it.
“But ye hav’na’ heard the finish,” she said. “Jock—will ye ever forgive me?”
She lifted eager glowing eyes and laid her hand on his arm.
Breadalbane put down his wine-glass.