'You are right, since go you must, or rather, since go you will: I will
take Flora's pony, and ride with you as far as Bally-Brough.--Callum
Beg, see that our horses are ready, with a pony for yourself, to attend
and carry Mr. Waverley's baggage as far as--(naming a small town), where
he can have a horse and guide to Edinburgh. Put on a Lowland dress,
Callum, and see you keep your tongue close, if you would not have me cut
it out: Mr. Waverley rides Dermid,' Then turning to Edward, 'You will
take leave of my sister?'
'Surely--that is, if Miss Mac-Ivor will honour me so far.'
'Cathleen, let my sister know that Mr. Waverley wishes to bid her
farewell before he leaves us.--But Rose Bradwardine,--her situation must
be thought of. I wish she were here. And why should she not? There are
but four red-coats at Tully-Veolan, and their muskets would be very
useful to us.'
To these broken remarks Edward made no answer; his ear indeed received
them, but his soul was intent upon the expected entrance of Flora. The
door opened--it was but Cathleen, with her lady's excuse, and wishes for
Captain Waverley's health and happiness.
CHAPTER XXIX
WAVERLEY'S RECEPTION IN THE LOWLANDS AFTER HIS HIGHLAND TOUR
It was noon when the two friends stood at the top of the pass of
Bally-Brough.
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