CHAPTER IX.
MACLEAN TO THE RESCUE Saunderson, the overseer, having laboriously written and signed a pass, laid down the quill, wiped his inky forefinger upon his sleeve, and gave the paper to the storekeeper, who sat idly by.
"Ye'll remember that the store chiefly lacks in broadcloth of Witney, frieze and camlet, and in women's shoes, both silk and callimanco.

And dinna forget to trade with Alick Ker for three small swords, a chafing dish, and a dozen mourning and hand-and-heart rings.

See that you have the skins' worth.

Alick's an awfu' man to get the upper hand of." "I'm thinking a MacLean should have small difficulty with a Ker," said the storekeeper dryly.

"What I'm wanting to know is why I am saddled with the company of Monsieur Jean Hugon." He jerked his thumb toward the figure of the trader standing within the doorway.