"Speir at himsel"; speir at the woman."
"What woman?"
"Take your staff out o" my neck."
"Not till you tell me why you, of all people, are speaking against the minister."
Torn by a desire for a confidant and loyalty to Gavin, Rob was already in a fury.
"Say again," he burst forth, "that I was speaking agin the minister and I"ll practise on you what I"m awid to do to her."
"Who is she?"
"Wha"s wha?"
"The woman whom the minister----?"
"I said nothing about a woman," said poor Rob, alarmed for Gavin.
"Doctor, I"m ready to swear afore a bailie that I never saw them thegither at the Kaims."
"The Kaims!" exclaimed the doctor suddenly enlightened. "Pooh! you only mean the Egyptian. Rob, make your mind easy about this. I know why he met her there."
"Do you ken that she has bewitched him; do you ken I saw him trying to put his arms round her; do you ken they have a trysting-place in Caddam wood?"
This came from Rob in a rush, and he would fain have called it all back.
"I"m drunk, doctor, roaring drunk," he said, hastily, "and it wasna the minister I saw ava; it was another man."
Nothing more could the doctor draw from Rob, but he had heard sufficient to smoke some pipes on. Like many who pride themselves on being recluses, McQueen loved the gossip that came to him uninvited; indeed, he opened his mouth to it as greedily as any man in Thrums. He respected Gavin, however, too much to find this new dish palatable, and so his researches to discover whether other Auld Lichts shared Rob"s fears were conducted with caution. "Is there no word of your minister"s getting a wife yet?" he asked several, but only got for answers, "There"s word o" a Glasgow leddy"s sending him baskets o"
flowers," or "He has his een open, but he"s taking his time; ay, he"s looking for the blade o" corn in the stack o" chaff."
This convinced McQueen that the congregation knew nothing of the Egyptian, but it did not satisfy him, and he made an opportunity of inviting Gavin into the surgery. It was, to the doctor, the cosiest nook in his house, but to me and many others a room that smelled of hea.r.s.es. On the top of the pipes and tobacco tins that littered the table there usually lay a death certificate, placed there deliberately by the doctor to scare his sister, who had a pa.s.sion for putting the surgery to rights.
"By the way," McQueen said, after he and Gavin had talked a little while, "did I ever advise you to smoke?"
"It is your usual form of salutation," Gavin answered, laughing. "But I don"t think you ever supplied me with a reason."
"I daresay not. I am too experienced a doctor to cheapen my prescriptions in that way. However, here is one good reason. I have noticed, sir, that at your age a man is either a slave to a pipe or to a woman. Do you want me to lend you a pipe now?"
"Then I am to understand," asked Gavin, slyly, "that your locket came into your possession in your pre-smoking days, and that you merely wear it from habit?"
"Tuts!" answered the doctor, b.u.t.toning his coat. "I told you there was nothing in the locket. If there is, I have forgotten what it is."
"You are a hopeless old bachelor, I see," said Gavin, unaware that the doctor was probing him. He was surprised next moment to find McQueen in the ecstasies of one who has won a rubber.
"Now, then," cried the jubilant doctor, "as you have confessed so much, tell me all about her. Name and address, please."
"Confess! What have I confessed?"
"It won"t do, Mr. Dishart, for even your face betrays you. No, no, I am an old bird, but I have not forgotten the ways of the fledgelings.
"Hopeless bachelor," sir, is a sweetmeat in every young man"s mouth until of a sudden he finds it sour, and that means the banns. When is it to be?"
"We must find the lady first," said the minister, uncomfortably.
"You tell me, in spite of that face, that you have not fixed on her?"
"The difficulty, I suppose, would be to persuade her to fix on me."
"Not a bit of it. But you admit there is some one?"
"Who would have me?"
"You are wriggling out of it. Is it the banker"s daughter?"
"No," Gavin cried.
"I hear you have walked up the back wynd with her three times this week. The town is in a ferment about it."
"She is a great deal in the back wynd."
"Fiddle-de-dee! I am oftener in the back wynd than you, and I never meet her there."
"That is curious."
"No, it isn"t, but never mind. Perhaps you have fallen to Miss Pennycuick"s piano? Did you hear it going as we pa.s.sed the house?"
"She seems always to be playing on her piano."
"Not she; but you are supposed to be musical, and so when she sees you from her window she begins to thump. If I am in the school wynd and hear the piano going, I know you will turn the corner immediately.
However, I am glad to hear it is not Miss Pennycuick. Then it is the factor at the Spittal"s la.s.sie? Well done, sir. You should arrange to have the wedding at the same time as the old earl"s, which comes off in summer, I believe."
"One foolish marriage is enough in a day, doctor."
"Eh? You call him a fool for marrying a young wife? Well, no doubt he is, but he would have been a bigger fool to marry an old one. However, it is not Lord Rintoul we are discussing, but Gavin Dishart. I suppose you know that the factor"s la.s.sie is an heiress?"
"And, therefore, would scorn me."
"Try her," said the doctor, drily. "Her father and mother, as I know, married on a ten-pound note. But if I am wrong again, I must adopt the popular view in Thrums. It is a Glasgow lady after all? Man, you needn"t look indignant at hearing that the people are discussing your intended. You can no more stop it than a doctor"s orders could keep Lang Tammas out of church. They have discovered that she sends you flowers twice every week."
"They never reach me," answered Gavin, then remembered the holly and winced.
"Some," persisted the relentless doctor, "even speak of your having been seen together; but of course, if she is a Glasgow lady, that is a mistake."
"Where did they see us?" asked Gavin, with a sudden trouble in his throat.
"You are shaking," said the doctor, keenly, "like a medical student at his first operation. But as for the story that you and the lady have been seen together, I can guess how it arose. Do you remember that gypsy girl?"
The doctor had begun by addressing the fire, but he suddenly wheeled round and fired his question in the minister"s face. Gavin, however, did not even blink.