"Liar!" came a loud voice in the silence. Lady Eleanour looked up,
hot with indignation, and half rose from her seat. But M'Adam
merely smiled.

"Wullie, turn and mak' yer bow to the leddy," he said. "They'll no
hurt us noo we're up; it's when we're doon they'll flock like corbies
to the carrion."

At that Red Wull walked up to Lady Eleanour, faintly wagging his
tail; and she put her hand on his huge bull head and said, "Dear old
Ugly!" at which the crowd cheered in earnest.

After that, for some moments, the only sound was the gentle ripple
of the good lady's voice and the little man's caustic replies.

"Why, last winter the country was full of Red Wull's doings and
yours. It was always M'Adam and his Red Wull have done this and
that and the other. I declare I got quite tired of you both, I heard
such a lot about you."

The little man, cap in hand, smiled, blushed and looked genuinely
pleased.

"And when it wasn't you it was Mr. Moore and Owd Bob."

"Owd Bob, bless him!" called a stentorian voice. "There cheers for
oor Bob!"

'Ip! 'ip! 'ooray!" It was taken up gallantly, and cast from mouth to
mouth; and strangers, though they did not understand, caught the