"You are blind, Isa--blind!" he said, sadly; and then a groan seemed to tear itself from his breast, as he bent over her, speaking in low, hoarse tones. "I would have spared you," he said; "for whatever you might have felt for this young man, Isa, you had the one good excuse, that you had obeyed me in accepting Lord Maudlaine. Time will not allow that the wedding should longer be deferred. It is his wish that it should take place at once--and mine; for my life is a burden to me here. I lead the life of one haunted by the past; and it was only when, moved by some strange impulse that I could not counteract, I returned, to find, what?--misery, and disappointment, and scenes that remind me of what should have been my happier days. But, once more, do you force me to this avowal? I ask you again to spare yourself and me, taking it for granted that what I tell you is right. May I refrain, and then tell Lord Maudlaine to come to you?" "I cannot--indeed I cannot!" imploringly exclaimed Isa. Sir Murray rose, his face working and his whole aspect speaking of the careworn, broken man. Then waiting a few moments, he stood with one hand shading his eyes, before again speaking. "Isa," he said, "Jane McCray has acted the part of a mother to you, at your own mother's wish; and I have ever kept her at your side. Go to her now, and ask her why I have never shown you a father's love--a parent's tender care; and though she will utter a strenuous defence of the dead, you may read in her words my reason for saying that Brace Norton can never be your husband. You will know yourself that it is impossible that such an union can take place; for, before Heaven, my child, I believe every word I utter to be true!" Book 2, Chapter XXVII. WITH TROUBLE LOOMING. "Dinna be fashed with me, lassie, I ainly say what I think and feel, and I do believe that it is perhaps better things should tak' their course. If ye could ha' married the man ye chose, Jenny, first aff, I dinna think, my lassie, there'd ha' been this nice, smooth auld face under your cap, and the grey ainly sprunk lightly among your hair, just like to set it aff. Why, your e'en are bright as ay they were, when I had a sair heart aboot Jock Gurdon, who's got well again, and Sir Mooray is na gane to prosecute him; but, Jenny, lassie, he's na sae bad a man, aifter all, Sir Mooray is na, for there, lassie--there they air, ten new crisp five-pound notes, and all for Jock Gurdon, to take him ower to America, and start life as a new man." "Heaven bless Sir Murray for it!" said Jane, fervently. "Amen to that, lassie; and I hope Jock Gurdon will mend his ways. And I've been thinking, lassie, that if I tak' the money, it will rise up some of the auld anger in the man, so ye shall e'en do it yer ainsel', and give him a few words for his benefit; for ye're a gude woman, Jane, and Heaven was verra kind to me when He gave me sic a wife."