The Little Minister Page #6

the lantern.

You're not

going with me?

That I am.

Oh, but I won't

let you.

When I say i'm going,

i mean i'm going.

Take my arm.

No, I won't.

Take my arm.

Your hat!

What?

Your-

Oh.

Don't you care?

No.

Oh, dear.

Wait.

Wait, I see

someone coming.

I've seen him

for some time.

Turn back, dear.

If he sees you with me, all

thrums will be in an uproar.

I cannot help that.

But why should

you suffer for me?

You're mine.

Mr. Dishart.

Good evening, doctor.

I met mr. Dishart

quite by accident-

Doctor, it's quite

natural you should wonder

Why we're here

at this hour.

You needn't explain

to me, mr. Dishart.

I'm not

your congregation.

That's true.

I shall explain nothing.

Dr. Mcqueen, if you're going

past nanny webster's cottage,

Perhaps you wouldn't mind

my walking along with you.

That will save mr. Dishart

the trouble of coming farther.

Aye, i'm going

past nanny's.

Take my arm,

lassie.

Tomorrow, dear.

I'll come to nanny's

after church.

Good night,

mr. Dishart.

You love him, too.

I do that.

There's trouble

ahead for him

If he's tangled up

with you.

Ohh.

G- A-V-I-N. Gavin dishart.

Babbie dishart.

oh, the very, very, very, very

very, very, very reverend

mrs. Gavin dishart

Why are you crying,

laddie?

I'm nae crying.

What's your name?

Micah's my name.

Rob dow's my father,

And he's taken

to the drink again.

What are you doing

up there?

I'm wishing.

It's a wishing stone.

You're wishing your father

wouldn't drink.

Nae, i'm not. There was a

long time he didna drink.

But the woman has

him start again.

It's about her

that i'm wishing.

I'm wishing

she was dead.

What woman is it?

I dinna ken,

but she's a bad one.

Did you never see her

in your father's house?

No. She ever

came there,

He would break her

over his knee.

But if he hates her,

How can she have

such power over him?

It's nae him that

she has hold of.

Who is it?

It's mr. Dishart.

How could that send

your father to the drink?

Because my father's

terrible fond of him.

And when the folk find

out about the woman,

They'll stone the

minister out of thrums!

Why do you run from me?

I'm afraid of you!

You're the woman!

What makes you

think that?

Because you're so bonny.

You might go away,

If you knew

what a difference

Mr. Dishart made in

my father when he came.

How have you such an

ill will at the minister?

If finishing

comes to the minister,

His old mother will die.

I'll give you my rabbit

if you'll go away.

I've just the one.

Oh, well,

i'll give you them both,

Though I might be sorry

to part with spotty.

Keep your rabbits,

laddie,

And cry no more.

I'm going away.

And you'll never

come back no more?

All your life?

Never no more.

All my life.

And you'll leave

the minister alone?

Forever and ever?

Forever and ever.

We could go to paris,

and go to the opera.

Is this a secret,

barbara?

It's nothing at all,

evalina.

No, I was merely

saying, aunt evalina,

That paris would be such a

wonderful place for a honeymoon.

Paris is a long way off.

And so, alas,

is our honeymoon.

It needn't be.

Oh. Do you mean, sir,

That I may marry you

tomorrow if I wish?

Ha ha ha.

I do, barbara.

Then I accept.

It appears to me a very unseemly

subject about which to jest.

I was not jesting.

Nor am i, evalina.

Oh.

I think we've

delayed long enough.

Why shouldn't

we be married soon?

Not tomorrow,

naturally,

But in a fortnight,

say.

Oh! Oh, please

don't object.

Everything can

easily be got ready,

And it is

so dreary waiting.

If my brother wishes

to rush into this marriage,

It certainly is

no concern of mine.

Are you really impatient to

marry me, my little babbie?

Aren't you impatient to

be away from here yourself?

Yes, I am.

Marry me in a fortnight,

barbara.

Ha!

in a fortnight

in a fortnight

i'll marry you

You can put rob dow

in jail for this.

That's what I was

trying to do,

But he wouldn't

come with me.

Good day to you,

doctor.

How are you,

tammas?

Hello, mr. Whammond.

Would you like to see

the bump on my head?

What can I do

for you, tammas?

There's nothing you

can do for me, doctor.

But the elders

of auld licht

Think you should

call upon mr. Dishart.

We fear

he's nae very well.

Oh. What do you think

is the matter with him?

That's for you

to tell us.

It might

be overwork.

Then again,

it might not.

Well, I don't think

it's very serious.

If he wants me,

he'll send for me.

He'll nae send. He

doesna think he's sick.

Perhaps he isn't.

If he isna,

he's in a worse state.

I only hope

he is sick.

I'll come back

and explain myself later.

When you're alone.

Ha! He doesna want me to

hear about mr. Dishart.

But I could tell him more

than he could tell me.

What can you tell

about mr. Dishart?

Well, it was

only two nights ago

When I was coming

through caddam wood,

And I heard

with my own two ears

The minister ask

the gypsy chief

If he knew the whereabouts

of the egyptian woman.

He called her "babbie. "

Do you see that?

Aye.

If you repeat that

to anybody-Anybody-

I'll cut your throat

with it.

You understand?

How could I repeat it,

doctor?

Nobody speaks

or listens to me.

My lord, you shouldn't

have come in here.

It's very bad luck

To see the bride

in her wedding gown

Before the ceremony.

I couldn't wait to see

how you look tomorrow.

And it's lovely.

Well, i'm sorry.

You're tired,

my dear.

I'll sew

the flowers on later.

I'll come back, miss, and

help you off with your dress.

No, uh, no,

i can do it myself.

Ohh...

Nanny!

Mercy on us, lassie.

Have you risen

from the dead?

Hello, nanny.

I've brought you

some money.

I hope you haven't

gone without.

No, no, lassie.

Mr. Dishart's been here

every day you've been away.

Mr. Dishart?

How is he?

Well, I don't know

how to say it,

But something has

come over the minister.

He's not himself.

The whole town's

noticed it.

And some of them

try to say it's a woman.

But I canna believe that,

and him such a scholar.

Can you?

Why, you're crying.

Lassie, what has

come over you?

Oh, nothing, it's just

that i'm going away

And I won't

see you again.

Is it me or is it...

Babbie, don't tell me you've

got overfond of mr. Dishart.

Oh, my poor lassie.

What does it matter

who he is

When you canna help it?

Babbie,

does the minister-

No. No, nanny.

Please.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

That's it.

He loves you, too, babbie.

No, he'll never

see me again.

Good-Bye, nanny.

I'll not forget you.

Good-Bye.

Mr. Dishart!

Mr. Dishart?

He must not see me!

Hurry, go outside.

And don't let him come in.

Swear you will not.

Hurry, hurry!

Good evening, nanny.

Why, mr. Dishart.

Good evening.

Isn't it time you put

that up for the day?

Come,I'll help you

in with it.

Oh, no, no, sir.

Thank you.

You'll nae mind if I go on

with my work for a while.

No, of course not,

nanny.

AndI'll just here

and rest for a few minutes.

Nanny, what do you think

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