And the fine watch, they fund on me, and said belongit to Sir Lemuel Levison; that watch waur gied to me by a gude freend," said Rose, wiping the great tears from her stormy eyes.
"I will believe it, my good young lady.

I can very well believe it.

I see how you have been imposed upon by bad people; but do you keep a stiff upper lip, madam, and don't be in no ways cast down, and your innercence will come like pure gold from the furniss, as the saying is.

And now, my dear young lady, I have some news for you, as will help to divert your mind from your troubles, I hope," said the well-meaning woman, soothingly.
"Is it about Johnnie Scott?
Is it about my gude mon ?" eagerly inquired Rose.
"No, my dear young lady, it is not about him.

You remember the marriage that was broken off, for the time between the young Marquis of Arondelle and the heiress of Lone ?" "Yes! broken off by the murder of the bride's feyther, the nicht before the wedding day--the murder o' Sir Lemuel Levison, wi' whilk I now staund accusit.