Said Mother Binning: "Whiles I spin and whiles I dream. A bonny day
like this I look." English Strickland, tutor at Glenfernie House,
looked, too, at the feathery glen, vivid in June sunshine. The
ash-tree before Mother Binning's cot overhung a pool of the little
river. Below, the water brawled and leaped from ledge to ledge, but
here at the head of the glen it ran smooth and still. A rose-bush
grew by the door and a hen and her chicks crossed in the sun.
English Strickland, who had been fishing, sat on the door-stone and
talked to Mother Binning, sitting within with her wheel beside her.
"What is it, Mother, to have the second sight?" "It's to see behind
the here and now. Why're ye asking?" "I wish I could buy it or
slave for it " said Strickland. "Over and over again I really need
to see behind the here and now "
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