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cres and the graves of his fathers； on the moorlands where the wild…fowl consorted； the low； gurgling pool of the trout； and the high； windy place of the calling curlews … things that were yet his for the day and would be another's to…morrow； coming back again； and sitting ciphering till the dusk at his approaching ruin； which no device of arithmetic could postpone beyond a year or two。 He was essentially the simple ancient man； the farmer and landholder； he would have been content to watch the seasons come and go； and his cattle increase； until the limit of age； he would have been content at any time to die； if he could have left the estates undiminished to an heir…male of his ancestors； that duty standing first in his instinctive calendar。 And now he saw everywhere the image of the new proprietor come to meet him； and go sowing and reaping； or fowling for his pleasure on the red moors； or eating the very gooseberries in the Place garden； and saw always； on the other hand； the figure of Francis go forth； a beggar； into the broad world。
It was in vain the poor gentleman sought to moderate； took every test and took advantage of every indulgence； went and drank with the dragoons in Balweary； attended the communion and came regularly to the church to Curate Haddo； with his son beside him。 The mad； raging； Presbyterian zealot of a wife at home made all of no avail； and indeed the house must have fallen years before if it had not been for the secret indulgence of the curate； who had a great sympathy with the laird； and winked hard at the doings in Montroymont。 This curate was a man very ill reputed in the countryside； and indeed in all Scotland。 'Infamous Haddo' is Shield's expression。 But Patrick Walker is more copious。 'Curate Hall Haddo；' says he； SUB VOCE Peden； 'or HELL Haddo； as he was more justly to be called； a pokeful of old condemned errors and the filthy vile lusts of the flesh； a published whore…monger； a common gross drunkard； continually and godlessly scraping and skirling on a fiddle； continually breathing flames against the remnant of Israel。 But the Lord put an end to his piping； and all these offences were composed into one bloody grave。' No doubt this was written to excuse his slaughter； and I have never heard it claimed for Walker that he was either a just witness or an indulgent judge。 At least； in a merely human character； Haddo comes off not wholly amiss in the matter of these Traquairs： not that he showed any graces of the Christian； but had a sort of Pagan decency； which might almost tempt one to be concerned about his sudden； violent； and unprepared fate。
HEATHERCAT CHAPTER II … FRANCIE
FRANCIE was eleven years old； shy； secret； and rather childish of his age； though not backward in schooling； which had been pushed on far by a private governor； one M'Brair； a forfeited minister harboured in that capacity at Montroymont。 The boy； already much employed in secret by his mother； was the most apt hand conceivable to run upon a message； to carry food to lurking fugitives； or to stand sentry on the skyline above a conventicle。 It seemed no place on the moorlands was so naked but what he would find cover there； and as he knew every hag； boulder； and heather…bush in a circuit of seven miles about Montroymont； there was scarce any spot but what he could leave or approach it unseen。 This dexterity had won him a reputation in that part of the country； and among the many children employed in these dangerous affairs； he passed under the by…name of Heathercat。
How much his father knew of this employment might be doubted。 He took much forethought for the boy's future； seeing he was like to be left so poorly； and would sometimes assist at his lessons； sighing heavily； yawning deep； and now and again patting Francie on the shoulder if he seemed to be doing ill； by way of a private； kind encouragement。 But a great part of the day was passed in aimless wanderings with his eyes sealed； or in his cabinet sitting bemused over the particulars of the coming bankruptcy； and the boy would be absent a dozen times for once that his father would observe it。
On 2nd of July 1682 the boy had an errand from his mother； which must be kept private from all； the father included in the first of them。 Crossing the braes； he hears the clatter of a horse's shoes； and claps down incontinent in a hag by the wayside。 And presently he spied his father come riding from one direction； and Curate Haddo walking from another； and Montroymont leaning down from the saddle； and Haddo getting on his toes （for he was a little； ruddy； bald…pated man； more like a dwarf）； they greeted kindly； and came to a halt within two fathoms of the child。
'Montroymont；' the curate said； 'the deil's in 't but I'll have to denunciate your leddy again。'
'Deil's in 't indeed！' says the laird。
'Man！ can ye no induce her to come to the kirk？' pursues Haddo； 'or to a communion at the least of it？ For the conventicles； let be！ and the same for yon solemn fule； M'Brair： I can blink at them。 But she's got to come to the kirk； Montroymont。'
'Dinna speak of it；' says the laird。 'I can do nothing with her。'
'Couldn't ye try the stick to her？ it works wonders whiles；' suggested Haddo。 'No？ I'm wae to hear it。 And I suppose ye ken where you're going？'
'Fine！' said Montroymont。 'Fine do I ken where： bankrup'cy and the Bass Rock！'
'Praise to my bones that I never married！' cried the curate。 'Well； it's a grievous thing to me to see an auld house dung down that was here before Flodden Field。 But naebody can say it was with my wish。'
'No more they can； Haddo！' says the laird。 'A good friend ye've been to me； first and last。 I can give you that character with a clear conscience。'
Whereupon they separated； and Montroymont rode briskly down into the Dule Valley。 But of the curate Francis was not to be quit so easily。 He went on with his little； brisk steps to the corner of a dyke； and stopped and whistled and waved upon a lassie that was herding cattle there。 This Janet M'Clour was a big lass； being taller than the curate； and what made her look the more so； she was kilted very high。 It seemed for a while she would not come； and Francie heard her calling Haddo a 'daft auld fule；' and saw her running and dodging him among the whins and hags till he was fairly blown。 But at the last he gets a bottle from his plaid…neuk and holds it up to her； whereupon she came at once into a composition； and the pair sat； drinking of the bottle； and daffing and laughing together； on a mound of heather。 The boy had scarce heard of these vanities； or he might have been minded of a nymph and satyr； if anybody could have taken long…leggit Janet for a nymph。 But they seemed to be huge friends； he thought； and was the more surprised； when the curate had taken his leave； to see the lassie fling stones after him with screeches of laughter； and Haddo turn about and caper； and shake his staff at her； and laugh louder than herself。 A wonderful merry pair； they seemed； and when Francie had crawled out of the hag； he had a great deal t