Napier had given him, and had had a pain in his conscience ever
since.

'Hoo got ye a haud o' 't?' asked Shargar, evidently supposing he had
stolen it.

'She gies me a bit noo and than.'

'And ye didna eat it yersel'? Eh, Bob!'

Shargar was somewhat overpowered at this fresh proof of Robert's
friendship. But Robert was still more ashamed of what he had not
done.

He took the blue coat carefully from the bed, and hung it in its
place again, satisfied now, from the way his grannie had spoken, or,
rather, declined to speak, about it, that it had belonged to his
father.

'Am I to rise?' asked Shargar, not understanding the action.

'Na, na, lie still. Ye'll be warm eneuch wantin' thae sovereigns.
I'll lat ye oot i' the mornin' afore grannie's up. And ye maun
mak' the best o't efter that till it's dark again. We'll sattle a'
aboot it at the schuil the morn. Only we maun be circumspec', ye
ken.'

'Ye cudna lay yer han's upo' a drap o' whusky, cud ye, Bob?'

Robert stared in horror. A boy like that asking for whisky! and in