ight sooner
gone. He looked innocent, bright, and contented as usual. "If God be
at peace," he would say to himself, "why should not I?" Once he said
this aloud, almost unconsciously, and was overheard: it strengthened
the regard with which worldly church-goers regarded him: he was to them
an irreverent yea, blasphemous man! They did not know God enough to
understand the cobbler's words, and all the interpretation they could
give them was after their kind. Their long Sunday faces indicated
their reward; the cobbler's cheery, expectant look indicated his.

The two were just wondering a little when he entered, that young Eppy
had not made her appearance; but then, as her grandmother said, she had
often, especially during the last few weeks, been later still! As she
spoke, however, they heard her light, hurried foot on the stair.

"Here she comes at last!" said her grandmother, and she entered.

She said she could not get away so easily now. Donal feared she had
begun to lie. After sitting a quarter of an hour, she rose suddenly,
and said she must go, for she was wanted at home. Donal rose also and
said, as the night was dark, and the moon not yet up, it would be
better to go together. Her face flushed: she had to go into the town
first, she said, to get something she wanted! Donal replied he was in
no hurry, and would go with her. She cast an inquiring, almost
suspicious look on her grandparents, but made no further objection, and
they went out together.

They walked to the High Street, and to the shop where Donal had
encountered the parson. He waited in the street till she came out.
Then they walked back the way they had come, little thinking, either of
them, that their every step was dogged. Kennedy, the fisherman, firm
in his promise not to go near the castle, could not therefore remain
quietly at home: he knew it was Eppy's day for visiting her folk, went
to the town, and had been lingering about in the hope of seeing her.
Not naturally suspicious, justifiable jealousy had rendered him such;
and when he saw the two together he began to ask whether Donal's
anxiety to keep him from encountering lord Forgue might not be due to
other grounds than those given or implied. So he followed, careful
they should not see him.

They came to a baker's shop, and, stopping at the door, Eppy, in a
voice that in vain sought to be steady, asked Donal if he would be so
good as wait for her a moment, while she went in t