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Hoseason
flushed
red
.
"
No
,
"
continued
Alan
,
"
that
'll
no
do
.
Ye
'll
just
have
to
set
me
ashore
as
we
agreed
.
"
"
Ay
,
"
said
Hoseason
,
"
but
my
first
officer
is
dead
--
ye
ken
best
how
.
There
's
none
of
the
rest
of
us
acquaint
with
this
coast
,
sir
;
and
it
's
one
very
dangerous
to
ships
.
"
"
I
give
ye
your
choice
,
"
says
Alan
.
"
Set
me
on
dry
ground
in
Appin
,
or
Ardgour
,
or
in
Morven
,
or
Arisaig
,
or
Morar
;
or
,
in
brief
,
where
ye
please
,
within
thirty
miles
of
my
own
country
;
except
in
a
country
of
the
Campbells
.
That
's
a
broad
target
.
If
ye
miss
that
,
ye
must
be
as
feckless
at
the
sailoring
as
I
have
found
ye
at
the
fighting
.
Why
,
my
poor
country
people
in
their
bit
cobles
pass
from
island
to
island
in
all
weathers
,
ay
,
and
by
night
too
,
for
the
matter
of
that
.
"
"
A
coble
's
not
a
ship
,
sir
,
"
said
the
captain
.
"
It
has
nae
draught
of
water
.
"
"
Well
,
then
,
to
Glasgow
if
ye
list
!
"
says
Alan
.
"
We
'll
have
the
laugh
of
ye
at
the
least
.
"
"
My
mind
runs
little
upon
laughing
,
"
said
the
captain
.
"
But
all
this
will
cost
money
,
sir
.
"
"
Well
,
sir
,
"
says
Alan
,
"
I
am
nae
weathercock
.
Thirty
guineas
,
if
ye
land
me
on
the
sea-side
;
and
sixty
,
if
ye
put
me
in
the
Linnhe
Loch
.
"
"
But
see
,
sir
,
where
we
lie
,
we
are
but
a
few
hours
'
sail
from
Ardnamurchan
,
"
said
Hoseason
.
"
Give
me
sixty
,
and
I
'll
set
ye
there
.
"
