Leslie. Mary, Mary! I hoped to have spared you this. (To Jean.) What—you? Is he not here?
Jean. I’m aye waitin’ on him.
Leslie. What has become of him? Is he mad? Where is he?
Jean. The Lord A’michty kens, Mr. Leslie. But I maun find him; I maun find him.
SCENE III
Mary, Leslie
Mary. O Walter, Walter! What does it mean?
Leslie. You have been a brave girl all your life, Mary; you must lean on me ... you must trust in me ... and be a brave girl till the end.
Mary. Who is she? What does she want with him? And he ... where is he? Do you know that my father is dead, and the Deacon not here? Where has he gone? He may be dead, too. Father, brother ... O God, it is more than I can bear!
Leslie. Mary, my dear, dear girl ... when will you be my wife?