Wae's me! Wae's me!" The Die-Hard, who was Wee Jaikie, did not delay.

His eyes had filled with tears at her news, which we know to have been his habit.

When Mrs.
Morran, after indulging in a moment of barbaric keening, looked back the road she had come, she saw a small figure trotting up the hill like a terrier who has been left behind.

As he trotted he wept bitterly.
Jaikie was getting dangerous..