Margaret M. Robertson,
The Orphans of Glen Elder
“ Folk say the Laird o’ Pentlands is in sore trouble, and the sins of the father are to be visited on the children. The Lady of Pentlands and her bairns are going to foreign parts, where they needn’t think shame to be kenned as puir folk. There will be little done in the Pentlands gardens this while, I doubt. There’s Broyra, but that is a good five miles away: you could never go there and come back at night.”“But surely there’s something that I can do?” said Lilias, entreatingly.“Yes, there’s just one thing you can do. You can have patience, and sit still, and see what will come out of this. ”
