Syne, upon a suddenty, and wi' the ae driedfu' skelloch, Tod sprang up frae his hinderlands and fell forrit on the wab, a bluidy corp.
When the corp was examined the leid draps hadnae played buff upon the warlock's body; sorrow a leid drap was to be fund; but there was grandfather's siller tester in the puddock's heart of him.
* * * * * Andie had scarce done when there befell a mighty silly affair that had its consequence.

Neil, as I have said, was himself a great narrator.

I have heard since that he knew all the stories in the Highlands; and thought much of himself, and was thought much of by others, on the strength of it.

Now Andie's tale reminded him of one he had already heard.
"She would ken that story afore," he said.

"She was the story of Uistean More M'Gillie Phadrig and the Gavar Vore." "It is no sic a thing," cried Andie.