Now, Graheme, don't you think you can bring us a band of the men of Nithsdale ?" "I don't know," Graheme said hesitatingly.

"I should like it of all things, for I am sick of doing nothing here, and my blood often runs hot when I read of the persecutions of the Protestants in Germany; but I don't think I can manage it." "Oh, nonsense, Nigel!" said Hume; "you can manage it easily enough if you have the will.

Are you thinking of the lad there?
Why not bring him with you?
He is young, certainly, but he could carry a colour; and as for his spirit and bravery, Munro and I will vouch for it." "Oh, do, uncle," the lad exclaimed, leaping to his feet in his excitement.

"I promise you I would not give you any trouble; and as for marching, there isn't a man in Nithsdale who can tire me out across the mountains." "But what's to become of the house, Malcolm, and the land and the herds ?" "Oh, they will be all right," the boy said.

"Leave old Duncan in charge, and he will look after them." "But I had intended you to go to St.Andrews next year, Malcolm, and I think the best plan will be for you to go there at once.