D'ye know who he may be ?" "Hout aye; that might, could, and would be Hughie Morrison.

I didna think he could hae peen sae weel up.

He has made a day on us; but his Argyleshires will have wearied shanks.

How far was he pehind ?" "I think about six or seven miles," answered the Squire, "for I passed them at the Christenbury Crag, and I overtook you at the Hollan Bush.

If his beasts be leg-weary, he will be maybe selling bargains." "Na, na, Hughie Morrison is no the man for pargains--ye maun come to some Highland body like Robin Oig hersel' for the like of these.