Continued Misbehaviour 175

“Where are you?” cried Gavin, in bewilder-
ment.

“ ] am watching you from my window so high,”
answered the Egyptian; and then the minister,
looking up, saw her peering at him from a fir.

“ How did you get up there?” he asked, in
amazement.

“On my broomstick,” Babbie replied, and sang
on:

«© The lady looked o’er her window sae high,
And oh! but she looked weary,

And there she espied the great Argyle
Come tg plunder the bonny house o’ Airly.”

“What are you doing there?” Gavin said,
wrathfully.

“This is my home,” she answered. “I told
you I lived in a tree.”

“Come down at once,” ordered Gavin. To
which the singer responded :

“¢Come down, come down, Lady Margaret,’ he says;
«Come down and kiss me fairly,
Or before the morning clear daylight
I’ll no leave a standing stane in Airly.’”’

“Tf you do not come down this instant,” Gavin
said, in a rage, “and give me what I was so fool-
ish as to come for, I —”

The Egyptian broke in:

«¢ <T wouldna kiss thee, great Argyle,
I wouldna kiss thee fairly;
I wouldna kiss thee, great Argyle,
Gin you shouldna leave a standing stane in Airly.’ ”’