"And it was verra like that ye were to being buried yersel'," grumbled the old Scot; but after a good deal of arguing, Brace carried the day by the use of Isa's name, and for her sake it was settled that the proceedings should be kept as their own secret, unless Lord Maudlaine should think proper to give a garbled account, in which case, in his own defence, Brace might find it necessary to speak, when McCray promised that he would "bear witness to the truth." "I'll answer for the laddie here, sir," said McCray; "and noo we must goo, for it winna do for us to be seen speaking to ye. Ye're a proper lad, but I'm Sir Mooray's sairvant, and we mustn't foregather at all. I think I see how matters air; but I'm going to talk it ower with the gudewife, and then I shall have the scales cleart frae my een. Gude day, sir. Noo, Peter. Ah! laddie, ye shouldna ha' ta'en that sovereign; but there, I dinna ken but what ye're right. Ye savit the laddie's life; and I think that its warth mair than a gowd sovereign to him." The next minute Brace Norton, now almost giddy with excitement, strode away. He had had a most narrow escape of his life, but he told himself that he could afford to be generous, for had not Isa that morning owned how painful it was to pass a day without seeing him? He was more and more, too, in her confidence, and she had told him of her fathers morose looks, and of how she found that he knew of their interviews, although he had not spoken a word, but, as was his wont at times, shut himself up from all intercourse, leaving her entirely to the persecution of her detested suitor. "I cannot help leaving the house all I can," she had said, naively. "If he would only go, see my dislike, or be generous, I would not care; but I believe he proposed to my father when we first encountered him in Italy, and my father acceded to his propositions." Then they had talked about the future, and forgetting what he had since gone through, Brace recalled all: how he had whispered comfort to her, and told her to hope. Of how he fully expected that the day would come when the old enmity of her father would be swept away, and that in spite of all the black clouds around them now, the sun would shine forth at last. "This old mysterious story must have a solution," he had said; "but there, I will not revert to it!" Then they parted, and thinking upon it all more deeply than ever, Brace's musings were interrupted as we have seen by the coming of the man upon whom his thoughts had turned. Book 2, Chapter XVII. TANGLED.