Edward felt sick and dizzy as he gazed on them; but he was recalled to himself as the Clerk of the Arraigns pronounced the solemn words: 'Fergus Mac-Ivor of Glennaquoich, otherwise called Vich Ian Vohr, and Evan Mac-Ivor, in the Dhu of Tarrascleugh, otherwise called Evan Dhu, otherwise called Evan Maccombich, or Evan Dhu Maccombich--you, and each of you, stand attainted of high treason.

What have you to say for yourselves why the Court should not pronounce judgement against you, that you die according to law ?' Fergus, as the presiding Judge was putting on the fatal cap of judgement, placed his own bonnet upon his head, regarded him with a steadfast and stern look, and replied in a firm voice, 'I cannot let this numerous audience suppose that to such an appeal I have no answer to make.

But what I have to say, you would not bear to hear, for my defence would be your condemnation.

Proceed, then, in the name of God, to do what is permitted to you.

Yesterday, and the day before, you have condemned loyal and honourable blood to be poured forth like water.
Spare not mine.