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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: saw her again this morning from a window at Prestongrange's."
This I daresay I put in because it sounded well; but I was properly
paid for my ostentation on the return.
"What's this of it?" cries the old lady, with a sudden pucker of her
face. "I think it was at the Advocate's door-cheek that ye met her
first."
I told her that was so.
"H'm," she said; and then suddenly, upon rather a scolding tone, "I
have your bare word for it," she cries, "as to who and what you are.
By your way of it, you're Balfour of the Shaws; but for what I ken you
may be Balfour of the Deevil's oxter. It's possible ye may come here
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