Le'me come in out'n the snow, replied the dame, shaking herself and bustling in.

I ken naething anent it, replied the dame, taking up the tray of empty cups.

That is true enough, replied the dame, nodding her head emphatically as she hurried out on this mission.

"Nothing-nothing," replied the dame; "but dinna tell your mother who spun the yarn."

"I pray heaven nothing has happened to her," replied the dame.

"Middle the tinker tells me that it is for tomorrow noon," replied the dame.

"Something like an' it were a-whispering there," replied the dame.

"You were always a thankless boy-eversince you could speak," replied the dame, reproachfully.

"Ay, me leddy, as mony as ye'll please," promptly replied the dame, returning to her place.

"Husband," replied the dame, "there is no dearer joy in this world, than to hear the nightingale sing.

"Like enough," replied the dame indifferently.

"Yes, Brother Cross," replied the dame.

"Why," replied the dame, "there's some swell cove of a lord gives a blow- out to-day; and the lads, dear souls!

"Ay; I am sair afeard ye's gaun to be ill, wi' all thae shivers and glows," replied the dame, shaking her head.

"The Château is very still now, my Lady," replied the dame, "the servants are all worn out with long attendance and fast asleep.

"That is so," replied the dame, "but war has to make itself ferocious, implacable, in order that it may not last so long.