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"And Maggie? Is she near by? At home? Where is she?"

"There is nane ken that, sir."

"What do you mean, Mysie?"

"Maggie's gane awa', sir."

"Maggie gone away! Where to?"

"'Deed, sir, I'd be fain to ken where to--but I hae the house for the care

o' things; and David Promoter left word that if I took up Maggie's name in

my lips, I wad be to leave instanter; sae I'll say naething at a'. Elder

Mackelvine kens a' that anybody kens, and when you hae had a drap o' tea,

you can ask him a' the questions you like to."

"Never mind tea, I am going at once to Mackelvine's."

"I'll be to get your room ready, sir; and put a bit o' fire in it, and the

like o' that?"

"Yes, I shall come back here." He felt stunned, and glad to get into the

fresh air. Maggie gone! He could hardly believe the words he had heard.

Sorrow, anxiety, keen disappointment, amazement, possessed him; but even

in those moments of miserable uncertainty he had not one hard or wrong

thought of Maggie. Elder Mackelvine's cottage was quite at the other end

of the village, and he was walking rapidly down the shingle toward it,

when he met Willie Johnson.

"I heard tell you were here, Maister Campbell, and I cam' instanter to

meet you, sir. You'll hae to bide wi' us to-night, for a' is changed at

the Promoters."

"So I see, Willie." Then mindful of Maggie's good name, and of the fact

that their betrothal was unknown, he said, with as much of his old manner

as he could assume, "What has come to the Promoters? I hope some good

fortune?"

"I hope that, too; but there's nane can say, if it be good or ill. Davie,

you will dootless hae heard tell o'?"

"I have heard nothing from him for two years."

"Then your ears will be like to tingle wi' the news; for he has set

himsel' in a' the high seats in Glasca' College; and folks talk o'

naething less than a Glasca' pu'pit for him; and you ken, it tak's doctors

in divinity to stand up afore a Glasca' congregation. Elder Mackelvine

never wearies o' talking anent him. For mysel', I canna say I ever likit

him o'er weel; and since puir Maggie gaed awa', I hae ta'en little

pleasure in the honor he has done oor village."

"Maggie gone away! Where to?"