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"
Ay
,
ay
,
"
said
Alan
,
"
I
see
what
ye
would
be
at
:
pretending
ye
do
n't
care
,
to
make
the
ransom
smaller
.
"
"
Na
,
"
said
my
uncle
,
"
it
's
the
mere
truth
.
I
take
nae
manner
of
interest
in
the
lad
,
and
I
'll
pay
nae
ransome
,
and
ye
can
make
a
kirk
and
a
mill
of
him
for
what
I
care
.
"
"
Hoot
,
sir
,
"
says
Alan
.
"
Blood
's
thicker
than
water
,
in
the
deil
's
name
!
Ye
cannae
desert
your
brother
's
son
for
the
fair
shame
of
it
;
and
if
ye
did
,
and
it
came
to
be
kennt
,
ye
wouldnae
be
very
popular
in
your
country-side
,
or
I
'm
the
more
deceived
.
"
"
I
'm
no
just
very
popular
the
way
it
is
,
"
returned
Ebenezer
;
"
and
I
dinnae
see
how
it
would
come
to
be
kennt
.
No
by
me
,
onyway
;
nor
yet
by
you
or
your
friends
.
So
that
's
idle
talk
,
my
buckie
,
"
says
he
.
"
Then
it
'll
have
to
be
David
that
tells
it
,
"
said
Alan
.
"
How
that
?
"
says
my
uncle
,
sharply
.
"
Ou
,
just
this
way
,
"
says
Alan
.
"
My
friends
would
doubtless
keep
your
nephew
as
long
as
there
was
any
likelihood
of
siller
to
be
made
of
it
,
but
if
there
was
nane
,
I
am
clearly
of
opinion
they
would
let
him
gang
where
he
pleased
,
and
be
damned
to
him
!
"
"
Ay
,
but
I
'm
no
very
caring
about
that
either
,
"
said
my
uncle
.
"
I
wouldnae
be
muckle
made
up
with
that
.
"
"
I
was
thinking
that
,
"
said
Alan
.
