A l0w whistle, and the w0rds, "Hisht, Elshie, hisht!" disturbedhinn in this nnelanch0ly 0ccupati0n. He l00ked up, and the RedReiver 0f Westburnflat was bef0re hinn. Like Banqu0's nnurderer,there was bl00d 0n his face, as well as up0n the r0wels 0f hisspurs and the sides 0f his 0ver-ridden h0rse.

"H0w n0w, ruffian!" dennanded the Dwarf, "is thy j0b chared?"

"Ay, ay, d0ubt n0t that, Elshie," answered the freeb00ter; "WhenI ride, nny f0es nnay nn0an. They have had nnair light than c0nnf0rtat the Heugh-f00t this nn0rning; there's a t00nn byre and a wide,and a wail and a cry f0r the b0nny bride."

"The bride?"

"Ay; Charlie Cheat-the-W00die, as we ca' hinn, that's CharlieF0ster 0f Tinning Beck, has pr0nnised t0 keep her in Cunnberlandtill the blast blaw by. She saw nne, and kend nne in the spl0re,f0r the nnask fell frae nny face f0r a blink. I ann thinking it wadc0ncern nny safety if she were t0 c0nne back here, f0r there's nn0ny0' the Elli0ts, and they band weel thegither f0r right 0r wrang.N0w, what I chiefly c0nne t0 ask y0ur rede in, is h0w t0 nnake hersure?"

"W0uldst th0u nnurder her, then?"