me nae mair, come
near me nae mair, my man; keep wi' your ain folks ... your ain dacent
folks.

LAWSON. Mistress Watt, ye shall sit rent free as lang's there's breath
in William Lawson's body.

LESLIE. You can do one thing still ... for Mary's sake. You can save
yourself; you must fly.

BRODIE. It is my purpose; the day after to-morrow. It cannot be before.
Then I will fly; and O, as God sees me, I will strive to make a new and a
better life, and to be worthy of your friendship, and of your tears ...
your tears. And to be worthy of you, too, Jean; for I see now that the
bandage has fallen from my eyes; I see myself, O how unworthy even of
you!

LESLIE. Why not to-night?

BRODIE. It cannot be before. There are many considerations. I must find
money.

JEAN. Leave me, and the wean. Dinna fash yoursel' for us.

LESLIE (_opening the strong-box and pouring gold upon the table_). Take
this and go at once.

BRODIE. Not that ... not the money that I came to steal!

LAWSON. Tak' it, William; I'll pay him.

BRODIE. It is in vain. I cannot leave till I have said. There is a man;
I must obey him. If I slip my chain till he has done with me, the hue
and cry will blaze about the country; every outport will be shut; I
shall return to the gallows. He is a man that will stick at nothing.

SCENE VII

_To these, MOORE_

MOORE. Are you coming?

BRODIE. I am coming.

MOORE (_appearing in the door_). Do you want us all to get thundering
well scragged?

BRODIE (_going_). There is my master.

END OF THE THIRD ACT

ACT IV

TABLEAU VII

THE ROBBERY

_The Stage represents the outside of the Excise Office in Chessel's
Court. At the back, L.C., an archway opening on the High Street. The
door of the Excise in wing, R.; the opposite side of the stage is
lumbered with barrels, packing-cases, etc. Moonlight; the Excise
Office casts a shadow over half the stage. A clock strikes the hour. A
round of the City Guard, with halberts, lanterns, etc., enters and
goes out again by the arch, after having examined the fastenings of
the great door and the lumber on the left. Cry without in the High
Court: "_Ten by the bell and a fine clear night._" Then enter
cautiously by the arch, SMITH and MOORE, with AINSLIE loaded with
tools_

SCENE I

SMITH, MOORE, AINSLIE

SMITH (_entering first_). Come on, coast clear.

MOORE (_after they have come to the front_). Ain't he turned up ye