He therefore proposed that Mr.
Waverley should go to Janet Gellatley's and bring the Baron up under
cloud of night to Little Veolan, where he might once more enjoy the
luxury of a good bed. In the meanwhile, he said, he himself would go to
Captain Foster and show him the Baron's protection, and obtain his
countenance for harbouring him that night, and he would have horses ready
on the morrow to set him on his way to the Duchran along with Mr.
Stanley, 'whilk denomination, I apprehend, your honour will for the
present retain,' said the Bailie.
'Certainly, Mr. Macwheeble; but will you not go down to the glen yourself
in the evening to meet your patron?'
'That I wad wi' a' my heart; and mickle obliged to your honour for
putting me in mind o' my bounden duty. But it will be past sunset afore I
get back frae the Captain's, and at these unsonsy hours the glen has a
bad name; there's something no that canny about auld Janet Gellatley. The
Laird he'll no believe thae things, but he was aye ower rash and
venturesome, and feared neither man nor deevil, an sae's seen o't. But
right sure am I Sir George Mackenyie says, that no divine can doubt there
are witches, since the Bible says thou shalt not suffer them to live; and
that no lawyer in Scotland can doubt it, since it is punishable with
death by our law.
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