We haven't got the pipes here or we'd, 'Sing for you, play for you A dulcy melody,'" answered Charlie, looking much elated at her praise.
"I did not know we were Scotch; papa never said anything about it, or seemed to care about Scotland, except to have me sing the old ballads," said Rose, beginning to feel as if she had left America behind her somewhere.
"Neither did we till lately.

We've been reading Scott's novels, and all of a sudden we remembered that our grandfather was a Scotchman.

So we hunted up the old stories, got a bagpipe, put on our plaids, and went in, heart and soul, for the glory of the Clan.

We've been at it some time now, and it's great fun.

Our people like it, and I think we are a pretty canny set." Archie said this from the other coach-step, where he had perched, while the rest climbed up before and behind to join in the chat as they rested.
"I'm Fitzjames and he's Roderick Dhu, and we'll give you the broadsword combat some day.