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had protected her. What have I done but contrived the means for proving her guilt? Means which come but in aid of others that would almost have been sufficient.

O dool, O dool! she's condemned! she'll be executed, she'll be burnt, she'll be burnt the morn's morning at the cross, and a' through my putting that sorrowfu' gown into your hands, and by foul play, too, foul befa' it! O hone, O hone!

What's all this weeping and wringing of hands for? Art thou distracted?

I kenna how I am, I care na how I am; but I winna gang to hell wi' the death of an innocent leddy on my head, for a' the gowd in Christentie.

Poor fool! what makes thee think that the gown thou gottest for me had any thing to do with her condemnation?

O you wicked woman! I ken weel enough; and I ken what for you confined me in that back