"It's nae use trying to stick Jessie wi' the Bible, neeburs; we 'ill
see what she can dae wi' the Carritches (Catechism). Yir no the
lassie that said the questions frae beginning tae end wi' twa
mistaks, are ye?"

Yes, she was, and dared him to come on, for Jessie has forgotten the
minister and all the Session.

"The elders wud like tae hear 'What is the Lord's Supper?'"

"That's it; and, Jessie, ma woman, gie's the 'worthy receiving.'"

Jessie achieves another triumph, and is now ready for anything.

"Ye hae the Word weel stored in yir mind, lassie, and ye maun keep
it in yir life, and dinna forget that Christ's a gude Maister."

"A'll dae ma best," and Jessie declared that Burnbrae had been as
kind as if she had been "his ain bairn," and that she "wasna feared
ava." But her trial is not over; the worst is to come.

Lachlan began where Burnbrae ended, and very soon had Jessie on the
rack.

"How old will you be?"

"Auchteen next Martinmas."

"And why will you be coming to the sacrament?"