Will you happen to know whether your ancestor suffered ?" "That he did, for he shot an English officer dead on his doorstep, and had to flee the country; it was not a pretty deed." "Had the officer broken bread with him ?" inquired Janet, anxiously.
"No, he had come to quarter himself and his men on him, and said something rude about the Prince." "Your ancestor gave him back his word like a gentleman; but he would maybe hef to stay away for a while.

Wass he of the chief's blood ?" "Oh no, just a little laird, and he lost his bit of land, and we never saw the place again." "He would be a Dunniewassal, and proud it iss I am to see you in my house; and the Gaelic, will you hef some words ?" "Just the sound of it, Mrs.Macpherson," and he repeated his three sentences, all that he had learned of his mother, who had become a Scotswoman in her speech.
"Call me Janet, my dear; and it iss the good Gaelic your mother must have had, and it makes my heart glad to think my minister iss a Farquharson, by the mother's side." "We sing nothing but Psalms at church, Mrs..

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