"I am as honest, Meehaul, as any man that ever carried the name of Neil
upon him, an' yet I won't tell you that, till you show me what right you
have to ask me."

"I b'lieve you forget that I'm Ellen Neil's brother: now, Lamh Laudher,
as her brother, I choose to insist on your answering me."

"Is it by her wish?"

"Suppose I say it is."

"Ay! but I won't suppose that, till you lay your right hand on your
heart, and declare as an honest man, that--tut, man--this is nonsense.
Meehaul, go home--I would rather there was friendship between us."

"You were with Ellen, this night in the! Grassy Quarry."

"Are you sure of that?"

"I saw you both--I watched you both; you left her beyond the Pedlar's
Cairn, an' you're now on your way home."

"An' the more mane you, Meehaul, to become a spy upon a girl that
you know is as pure as the light from heaven. You ought to blush for
doubtin' sich a sister, or thinkin' it your duty to watch her as you
do."

"Lamh Laudher, you say that you'd rather there was no ill-will between
us."