round the room in silence, but signed to Mrs Mac-Candlish not to leave it.
"Did I rightly apprehend," he said, "that the estate of Ellangowan is in the market?"
"In the market?—it will be sell'd the morn to the highest bidder–that's no the morn, Lord help me! which is the Sabbath, but on Monday, the first free day; and the furniture and stocking is to be roupit at the same time on the ground-it's the opinion of the haill country, that the sale has been shamefully forced on at this time, when there's sae little money stirring in Scotland wi' this weary American war, that somebody may get the land a bargain—Deil be in them, that I should say sae!"—the good lady's wrath rising at the supposed injustice.
"And where will the sale take place?"
"On the premises, as the advertisement says—that's at the house of Ellangowan, as I understand it."
"And who exhibits the title-deeds, rent-roll, and plan?"
"A very decent man, sir; the sheriff
