"Fawt!--nane!" exclaimed Helen. "Erick hasna a fawt." "Is he never jealous?" "Aweel, I canna deny that he is a wee bit jealous, if ye ca' that a fawt; but his jealousy only proves his love. I should be jealous mysel if he talked to the lasses." "But do you talk to the lads, Helen?" "My certie, na! but ther win talk to me, and that makes Erick angry sometimes. But I soon laugh it off." "Well, if it's nothing more serious than that it doesn't signify," said Beppy. "You can't prevent the young men from paying you compliments, you know." "And I maun be ceevil to them in return. But there's one person that troubles me, and troubles Erick too--Captain Lindsay. He's an officer in Lord Pitsligo's regiment. Maybe you noticed him?--a fine-looking young man, taller than the rest; but weel-faur'd as he is, he's not to compare with Erick." "You always keep Captain Lindsay at a distance, I hope, Helen?" "I do my best. I never listen to his saft nonsense. I never accept any of the trinkets he offers me--but he winna be said." "Continue to treat him coldly, and his assiduities will soon cease," observed Beppy. "I'm not so sure of that. If he persists I fear there'll be mischief, for he drives Erick furious." "I hope it mayn't come to that, Helen," said Beppy, rather gravely. "But much will depend on your discretion." They then went on with their task in silence. By this time they had made two or three dozen cockades, and when nearly as many more were finished, Helen expressed surprise that Erick had not come to fetch her. "He promised to come for me in an hour," she said, "and it's now gettin' late." "Don't make yourself uneasy," replied Beppy. "He'll be here soon. Where do you lodge to-night?" "At the Angel in Market Street Lane. Why, there's a clock has just struck nine. I must go. You'll please to excuse me, miss. I'll come betimes to-morrow and help you to finish the cockades." "Well, if you won't stay any longer, I'll send some one with you to the Angel." Helen declined the offer, saying she was not afraid to walk there by herself. "But are you sure you can find the way?" "Quite sure," replied Helen. And thanking the young lady for her kindness, she bade her good-night, and took her departure. CHAPTER VI. CAPTAIN LINDSAY. The moon shone brightly as Helen was crossing the churchyard, but she had not gone far when she heard quick footsteps behind her, and thinking it must be Erick she stopped. It was not her lover, but a tall Highland officer, whom she instantly recognised. Surprised and alarmed at the sight, she would have fled, but Captain Lindsay, for it was he, sprang forward, and seized her arm. "Let me go, I insist, sir," she cried indignantly.