"I said truly; but one he has nothing to fear from. I commanded a party at Bothwell Bridge."
"Indeed?" said the woman. "And verily there is something in your voice I can trust—Ye speak prompt and readily, and like an honest man."
"I trust I am so," said Morton.
"But nae displeasure to you, sir, in thae waefu' times," continued Mrs Maclure, "the hand of brother is against brother, and he fears as mickle almaist frae this government as e'er he did frae the auld persecutors."
"Indeed?" said Morton, in a tone of enquiry; "I was not aware of that. But I am only just now returned from abroad."
"I'll tell ye," said the blind woman, first assuming an attitude of listening that shewed how effectually her powers of collecting intelligence had been transferred from the eye to the ear; for, instead of casting a glance of circumspection around, she stoop-
