"At least that was what the shepherd said, and that he ought to have seen her safe home.

But he didn't know that MacLeod's father had threatened to kill him if ever he spoke to the girl again." "But," said Allister, "I thought it was about Sir Worm Wymble--not Mr.MacLeod." "Sure, boy, and am I not going to tell you how he got the new name of him ?" returned Kirsty, with an eagerness that showed her fear lest the spirit of inquiry should spread.

"He wasn't Sir Worm Wymble then.

His name was--" Here she paused a moment, and looked full at Allister.
"His name was Allister--Allister MacLeod." "Allister!" exclaimed my brother, repeating the name as an incredible coincidence.
"Yes, Allister," said Kirsty.

"There's been many an Allister, and not all of them MacLeods, that did what they ought to do, and didn't know what fear was.