Kilmeny of the Orchard 
     
    
   
   
    
     have no business to come sneaking around 
     
     here either. Kilmeny won’t meet you 
     
     here again.” 
     
    

    
     “ She will meet me in her own home 
     
     then,” said Eric sternly. “ Neil, in be- 
     
     having as you have done you have shown 
     
     yourself to be a very foolish, undisciplined 
     
     boy. I am going straightway to Kil- 
     
     meny’s uncle and aunt to explain every- 
     
     thing.” 
     
    

    
     Neil sprang forward in his path. 
     
    

    
     “ No—no— go away,” he implored 
     
     wildly. “ Oh, sir—oh, Mr. Marshall, 
     
     please go away. I’ll do anything for you 
     
     if you will. I love Kilmeny. I’ve loved 
     
     her all my life. I’d give my life for her. 
     
     I can’t have you coming here to steal her 
     
     from me. If you do—I’ll kill you! I 
     
     wanted to kill you last night when I saw 
     
     you kiss her. Oh, yes, I saw you. I was 
     
     watching—spying, if you like. I don’t 
     
     care what you call it. I had followed her 
     
     —I suspected something. She was so dif- 
     
     ferent—so changed. She never would 
     
    
   
   
    
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