"Andie picks him up at Gillane Sands to-morrow, Wednesday.

He was keen to say good-by to ye, but the way that things were going, I was feared the pair of ye was maybe best apart.

And that brings me to the essential: how does your business speed ?" "Why," said I, "I was told only this morning that my testimony was accepted, and I was to travel to Inverary with the Advocate, no less." "Hout awa!" cried Stewart.

"I'll never believe that." "I have maybe a suspicion of my own," says I, "but I would like fine to hear your reasons." "Well, I tell ye fairly, I'm horn-mad," cries Stewart.

"If my one hand could pull their Government down I would pluck it like a rotten apple.
I'm doer for Appin and for James of the Glens; and, of course, it's my duty to defend my kinsman for his life.