Major Dalgetty, who had the appetite of a convalescent returned from Highland quarters, needed not any pressing to partake of what was set before him, but proceeded to dispatch his food with such alacrity, that the Marquis, filling a cup of wine, and drinking to his health, could not help remarking, that coarse as the provisions of his camp were, he was afraid Major Dalgetty had fared much worse during his excursion into Argyleshire.
"Your Excellency may take your corporal oath upon that," said the worthy Major, speaking with his mouth full; "for Argyle's bread and water are yet stale and mouldy in my recollection, and though they did their best, yet the viands that the Children of the Mist procured for me, poor helpless creatures as they were, were so unrefreshful to my body, that when enclosed in my armour, whilk I was fain to leave behind me for expedition's sake, I rattled therein like the shrivelled kernel in a nut that hath been kept on to a second Hallowe'en." "You must take the due means to repair these losses, Major Dalgetty." "In troth," answered the soldier, "I shall hardly be able to compass that, unless my arrears are to be exchanged for present pay; for I protest to your Excellency, that the three stone weight which I have lost were simply raised upon the regular accountings of the States of Holland." "In that case," said the Marquis, "you are only reduced to good marching order.

As for the pay, let us once have victory--victory, Major, and your wishes, and all our wishes, shall be amply fulfilled.

Meantime, help yourself to another cup of wine." "To your Excellency's health," said the Major, filling a cup to the brim, to show the zeal with which he drank the toast, "and victory over all our enemies, and particularly over Argyle! I hope to twitch another handful from his board myself--I have had one pluck at it already." "Very true," answered Montrose; "but to return to those men of the Mist.
You understand, Dalgetty, that their presence here, and the purpose for which we employ them, is a secret between you and me ?" Delighted, as Montrose had anticipated, with this mark of his General's confidence, the Major laid his hand upon his nose, and nodded intelligence.
"How many may there be of Ranald's followers ?" continued the Marquis.
"They are reduced, so far as I know, to some eight or ten men," answered Major Dalgetty, "and a few women and children." "Where are they now ?" demanded Montrose.
"In a valley, at three miles' distance," answered the soldier, "awaiting your Excellency's command; I judged it not fit to bring them to your leaguer without your Excellency's orders." "You judged very well," said Montrose; "it would be proper that they remain where they are, or seek some more distant place of refuge.

I will send them money, though it is a scarce article with me at present." "It is quite unnecessary," said Major Dalgetty; "your Excellency has only to hint that the M'Aulays are going in that direction, and my friends of the Mist will instantly make volte-face, and go to the right about." "That were scarce courteous," said the Marquis.

"Better send them a few dollars to purchase them some cattle for the support of the women and children." "They know how to come by their cattle at a far cheaper rate," said the Major; "but let it be as your Excellency wills." "Let Ranald MacEagh," said Montrose, "select one or two of his followers, men whom he can trust, and who are capable of keeping their own secret and ours; these, with their chief for scout-master-general, shall serve for our guides.