dead candles the lights seen at night near the cave in the fairy knoll. That was the place where they carried on their sinfu’ trade.”
“I see things clearly enough noo,” said Dugald; “and I’ll no’ be feared to cross the muir. Ah, well, Grannie, you have relieved my mind.”
“I’m glad o’ it, laddie. Now will Grannie take down the good Book and read a bit?”
Grannie did.
The talk now took a cheerier turn. Old Nancy, knowing how painfully superstitious Dugald was, refrained from introducing anything more in the shape of either brownie or spunkie. And so a pleasant hour was spent, till the old “wag-at-the-wa’ ” pointed to the hour of twelve, and warned Kenneth and his friend it was high time to commence retracing their steps across the moor.
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