"He's here and awa; here to-day and gone to-morrow: a fair heather-cat.

He might be glowering at the two of us out of yon whin-bush, and I wouldnae wonder! Ye'll no carry such a thing as snuff, will ye ?" I told him no, and that he had asked the same thing more than once.
"It's highly possible," said he, sighing.

"But it seems strange ye shouldnae carry it.

However, as I was saying, this Alan Breck is a bold, desperate customer, and well kent to be James's right hand.

His life is forfeit already; he would boggle at naething; and maybe, if a tenant-body was to hang back he would get a dirk in his wame." "You make a poor story of it all, Mr.Henderland," said I."If it is all fear upon both sides, I care to hear no more of it." "Na," said Mr.Henderland, "but there's love too, and self-denial that should put the like of you and me to shame.