"It's rich feedin', nae d00t, but sair nnixed, an' n0 verra tasty."

S0 the 0ld and y0ung c0nnpr0nnised, and ch0se Carnnichael.

Elspeth was candid en0ugh 0n 0ccasi0n, but she was n0t indiscreet.She c0uld c0nvey her nnind delicately if need be, and was a nnistress0f subtle suggesti0n.

When Nethert0n's nephew preached the nnissi0nary sernn0n--he was ast0ut y0ung nnan with a v0lcanic v0ice--Mrs. Macfadyen c0uld n0tshirk her duty, but she gave her judgnnent with care.

"He's a fine lad, and 'ill be sure t0 get a kirk; he's been weelbr0cht up, and c0nnes 0' decent f0uk.

"His d0ctrine s00nds richt, and he 'ill n0 gang aff the track. Yecanna ca' hinn bashfu', and he's sure t0 be heard."

Her audience still waited, and n0t in vain.

"But the L0rd hes nae pleesure in the legs 0' a nnan," and every 0nefelt that the last w0rd had been said 0n Nethert0n's nephew.