"The Scottish Catechism, my dear, saith that `Man's chief end is to glorify God, and to enjoy Him for ever.' Grander words were never penned out of God's own Word. And among the most striking words in it are those of David, which may be called the response thereto--`When I awake up after Thy likeness, I shall be satisfied with it.'" Then Annas and Flora came in. But I had got what I wanted. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Bloomsbury Square, London, September 23rd 1745. While we were travelling, I could not get at my book to write anything; and had I been able, I doubt whether I should have found time. We journeyed from early morning till late at night, really almost as though we were flying from a foe: though of course we should have had nothing to fear, had the royal army overtaken us. It was only the Elector's troops who would have meddled with us; and they were in Scotland somewhere. There is indeed a rumour flying abroad to-night (saith my Uncle Charles), that the Prince has entered Edinburgh: but we know not if it be true or no. If so, he will surely push on straight for London, since the rebellious troops must have been driven quite away, before he could do that. So my Uncle Charles says; and he saith too, that they are a mere handful of raw German mercenaries, who would never stand a moment against the courage, the discipline, and the sense of right, which must animate the King's army. Oh dear! where shall I begin, if I am to write down all about the journey? And if I do not, it will look like a great gap in my tale. Well, my Uncle Drummond took us to Hawick--but stop! I have not left Abbotscliff yet, and here I am coming to Hawick. That won't do. I must begin again. Mr Keith and Angus marched on Thursday night, with a handful of volunteers from Tweedside. It was hard work parting. Even I felt it, and of course Angus is much less to me than the others. Mr Keith said farewell to my Uncle and me, and he came last to Flora. She lifted her eyes to him full of tears as she put her hand in his. "Duncan," she said, "will you make me a promise?" "Certainly, Flora, if it be anything that will ease your mind." "Indeed it will," she said, with trembling lips. "Never lose sight of Angus, and try to keep him safe and true." "True to the Cause, or true to God?" "True to both. I cannot separate between right and right." I thought there was just one second's hesitation--no more--before Mr Keith gave his solemn answer. "I will, so help me God!" Flora thanked him amidst her sobs. He held her hand a moment longer, and I almost thought that he was going to ask her for something. But suddenly there came a setting of stern purpose into his lips and eyes, and he kissed her hand and let it go, with no more than--"God bless you, dear Flora. Farewell!"