I was sad to see how you’d cower,
When you first came through my door,
And I’ll do all that’s in my power,
To ensure you suffer no more.
Your face tells its story,
Etched wi’ fear and wi’ pain,
So for as long as you might need to,
Treat my house as your ain
Great kindness you have shown,
But for your aid, I have to call,
For I cannot save him alone,
Please help me breach that castle wall,
Oh lass, I am affa sorry,
But that help I canna give,
For though I didnae choose my neighbours,
Alang side them I must live
I’m afraid I’ve no money to pay you.
I dinna want your money lass.
But I could give you these pearls
Where did you get these from?
They belonged to my husband’s mother
You’re married to Ellen MacKenzie’s son?
Yes. Did you know her?
These are the pearls I gave her as a wedding present
These pearls, Ellen wore
When she took her marriage vow,
I watched wi’ a heirt gie sore,
And it pains me even now,
For you see that I aye loved her,
Though she wed anither man,
And aye, to help her son,
I will do whate’er I can,
For Ellen’s son, whate’er I can,