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unco sort o' villain, William, for I wou'd rather beg my bread wi' you through the warld, than be the greatest lady in the land! But what will Mrs Mason think of us?"
"I think," said Mrs Mason, "that you are a worthy couple, and that you deserve to be happy, and will be happy too, in the end—not the less so perhaps for having known misfortune."
"O that you could gar my gudeman think sae!" cried Peggy; "I'm ay telling him, that if he wou'dna tint heart, we ha' tint naething. We are yet but young, we ha' promising bairns, gude health, and the warld for the winning; what should we desire mair! Could we but contrive to make the house fit to receive you, I should have no fears for the future. You would bring a blessing with you; I'm sure you would."
Mrs Mason obviated every difficulty, by saying, that she meant to furnish her own apartment; and after a little further
