As for him, he came over the moor, avoided the cot at the glen head, and plunged down the steep hillside below.

Once they met Jock Binning in the glen.

After that they chose for their trysting-place that green hidden arm that once she and the laird of Glenfernie had entered.
Elspeth did not think in those days; she loved.

She moved as one who is moved; she was drawn as by the cords of the sun.

The Ancient One, the Sphinx, had her fast.