Chapter 25

_To these, LAWSON, L._

LAWSON. A braw day this, William. (_Seeing JEAN._) Eh. Mistress Watt? And what'll have brocht you here?

BRODIE (_seated on bench_). Something, uncle, she lost last night, and she thinks that something she lost is here. _Voilà._

LAWSON. Why are ye no' at the kirk, woman? Do ye gang to the kirk?

JEAN. I'm mebbe no' what ye would just ca' reg'lar. Ye see, Fiscal, it's the wean.

LAWSON. A bairn's an excuse; I ken that fine, Mistress Watt. But bairn or nane, my woman, ye should be at the kirk. Awa' wi' ye! Hear to the bells; they're ringing in. (_JEAN curtsies to both, and goes out C. The bells, which have been ringing quicker, cease._)