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    Elspeth was clinging to him, terrified and sobbing, and he cried to her,
    "Shut your een," and then led her tenderly away. He was always good to
    Elspeth.

    * * * * *

    There was no lack of sympathy with Grizel when the news spread through
    the town, and unshod men with their gallowses hanging down, and women
    buttoning as they ran, hurried to the Den. But to all the questions put
    to her and to all the kindly offers made, as the body was carried to
    Double Dykes, she only rocked her arms, crying, "I don't want anything
    to eat. I shall stay all night beside her. I am not frightened at my
    mamma. I won't tell you why she was in the Den. I am not sure how long
    she has been dead. Oh, what do these little things matter?"

    The great thing was that her mamma should be buried in the cemetery, and
    not in unconsecrated ground with a stake through her as the boys had
    predicted, and it was only after she was promised this that Grizel told
    her little tale. She had feared for a long time that her mamma was dying
    of consumption, but she told no one, because everybody was against her
    and her mamma. Her mamma never knew that she was dying, and sometimes
    she used to get so much better that Grizel hoped she would live a long
    time, but that hope never lasted long. The reason she sat so much with
    Ballingall was just to find out what doctors did to dying people to make
    them live a little longer, and she watched his straiking to be able to
    do it to her mamma when the time came. She was sure none of the women
    would consent to straik her mamma. On the previous night, she could not
    say at what hour, she had been awakened by a cold wind, and so she knew
    that the door was open. She put out her hand in the darkness and found
    that her mamma was not beside her. It had happened before, and she was
    not frightened. She had hidden the key of the door that night and nailed
    down the window, but her mamma had found the key. Grizel rose, lit the
    lamp, and, having dressed hurriedly, set off with wraps to the Den. Her
    mamma was generally as sensible as anybody in Thrums, but sometimes she
    had shaking fits, and after them she thought it was the time of long
    ago. Then she went to the Den to meet a man who had promised, she said,
    to be there, but he never came, and before daybreak Grizel could usually

    induce her to return home. Latterly she had persuaded her mamma to wait
    for him in the old Lair, because it was less cold there, and she had got
    her to do this last night. Her mamma did not seem very unwell, but she
    fell asleep, and she died sleeping, and then Grizel went back to Double
    Dykes for linen and straiked her.

    Some say in Thrums that a spade was found in the Lair, but that is only
    the growth of later years. Grizel had done
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