Leslie. Mr. Lawson, Brodie has done his shift. Why should we keep him? (Jean appears at the door, and signs to Brodie.)
Lawson. Hoots! this is my trade. That’s a bit o’ ‘Wanderin’ Willie.’ I’ve had it before me in precognitions; that same stave has been used for a signal by some o’ the very warst o’ them.
Brodie (aside to Leslie). Get me out of this. I’ll never forget to-night. (Jean at door again.)
Leslie. Well, good-night, Brodie. When shall we meet again?
Lawson. Not one foot o’ him. (Jean at door.) I tell you, Mr. Leslie—
SCENE VI
To these, Jean
Jean (from she door). Wullie, Wullie!
Lawson. Guid guide us, Mrs. Watt! A dacent wumman like yoursel’! Whatten a time o’ nicht is this to come to folks’ doors?
Jean (to Brodie). Hawks, Wullie, hawks!