It would be a right of way case, and Drumtochty would follow me from court to court, and would never rest till they had gained or we were all ruined.
"Has it ever struck you, Mr.Carmichael, that one of the differences between a Highlander and a Scot is that each has got a pet enjoyment?
With the one it's a feud, and with the other it's a lawsuit.

A Scot dearly loves a 'ganging plea.' "No, no; Tochty woods will be open so long as Kate and I have anything to say in the matter.

The Glen and our people have not had the same politics, but we 've lived at peace, as neighbours ought to do, with never a lawsuit even to give a fillip to life." "So you see, Mr.Carmichael," said Kate, "you may come and go at all times through our territory; but it would be bare courtesy to call at the Lodge for afternoon tea." "Or tiffin," suggested the General; "and we can always offer curry, as you see.

My daughter has a capital recipe she wiled out of an old Hindoo rascal that cooked for our mess.

You really need not take it on that account," as Carmichael was doing his best in much misery; "it is only meant to keep old Indians in fair humour--not to be a test of good manners.