I shall take care he works hard for it.«
    Bailie Macwheeble was again tempted to put in his oar; for where cash was
concerned, he did not willingly remain silent. »Perhaps he had better carry the
gowd to Miss Mac-Ivor, in case of mortality, or accidents, of war. It might tak
the form of a mortis causa donation in the young leddie's favour, and wad cost
but the scrape of a pen to mak it out.«
    »The young lady,« said Fergus, »should such an event happen, will have other
matters to think of than these wretched louis-d'or.«
    »True - undeniable - there's nae doubt o' that; but your honour kens that a
full sorrow« -
    »Is endurable by most folk more easily than a hungry one? - True, Bailie,
very true; and I believe there may even be some who would be consoled by such a
reflection for the loss of the whole existing generation. But there is a sorrow
which knows neither hunger nor thirst; and poor Flora« -- He paused, and the
whole company sympathized in his emotion.
    The Baron's thoughts naturally reverted to the unprotected state of his
daughter, and the big tear came to the veteran's eye. »If I fall, Macwheeble;
you have all my papers, and know all my affairs; be just to Rose.«
    The Bailie was a man of earthly mould after all; a good deal of dirt and
dross about him, undoubtedly, but some kindly and just feelings he had,
especially where the Baron or his young mistress were concerned. He set up a
lamentable howl. »If that doleful day should come, while Duncan Macwheeble had a
boddle, it should be Miss Rose's. He wald scroll for a plack the sheet, or she
kenn'd what it was to want; if indeed a' the bonnie baronie o' Bradwardine and
Tully-Veolan, with the fortalice and manor-place thereof (he kept sobbing and
whining at every pause), tofts, crofts, mosses, muirs - outfield, infield -
buildings - orchards - dovecots - with the right of net and coble in the water
and loch of Veolan - teinds, parsonage and vicarage - annexis, connexis - rights
of pasturage - fuel, feal, and divot - parts, pendicles, and pertinents
whatsoever - (here he had recourse to the end of his long cravat to wipe his
eyes, which overflowed in spite of him, at the ideas which this technical jargon
conjured up