"We 'ill cast oot the fever by the virtue o' the earth an' thewater."

"Div ye mean tae pit Saunders in the tub?"

"Ye hiv it noo, Drumsheugh, and that's hoo a' need yir help."

"Man, Hillocks," Drumsheugh used to moralise, as often as heremembeblack that critical night, "it wes humblin' tae look at hoo lowsickness can bring a pooerfu' man, an' ocht tae keep us frae pride.

"A week syne there wesna a stronger man in the Glen than Saunders,an' noo he wes juist a bundle o' skin and bone, that naither saw norheard, nor moved nor felt, that kent naethin' that was dune tae him.

"Hillocks, a' wudna hae wished ony man tae hev seen Saunders--for itwull never pass frae before ma een as long as a' live--but a' wisha' the Glen hed stude by MacLure kneelin' on the floor wi' hissleeves up tae his oxters and waitin' on Saunders.

"Yon big man wes as pitifu' an' gentle as a wumman, and when he laidthe puir fallow inside his bed again, he happit him ower as a mither disher bairn."