CHAPTER XV.
A CREAGH, AND ITS CONSEQUENCES [A CREAGH was an incursion for plunder, termed on the Borders a raid.] When Edward had been a guest at Tully-Veolan nearly six weeks, he descried one morning, as he took his usual walk before the breakfast-hour, signs of uncommon perturbation in the family.

Four bare-legged dairymaids, with each an empty milk-pail in her hand, ran about with frantic gestures, and uttering loud exclamations of surprise, grief, and resentment.

From their appearance, a pagan might have conceived them a detachment of the celebrated Belides, just come from their baling penance.

As nothing was to be got from this distracted chorus, excepting 'Lord guide us!' and 'Eh, sirs!' ejaculations which threw no light upon the cause of their dismay, Waverley repaired to the forecourt, as it was called, where he beheld Bailie Macwheeble cantering his white pony down the avenue with all the speed it could muster.

He had arrived, it would seem, upon a hasty summons and was followed by half a score of peasants from the village, who had no great difficulty in keeping pace with him.
The Bailie, greatly too busy, and too important, to enter into explanations with Edward, summoned forth Mr.Saunderson, who appeared with a countenance in which dismay was mingled with solemnity, and they immediately entered into close conference.