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"
Yes
,
"
says
he
,
"
but
the
business
has
gone
back
and
forth
,
as
folk
say
.
First
,
James
of
the
Glens
rode
to
Edinburgh
,
and
got
some
lawyer
(
a
Stewart
,
nae
doubt
--
they
all
hing
together
like
bats
in
a
steeple
)
and
had
the
proceedings
stayed
.
And
then
Colin
Campbell
cam
'
in
again
,
and
had
the
upper-hand
before
the
Barons
of
Exchequer
.
And
now
they
tell
me
the
first
of
the
tenants
are
to
flit
to-morrow
.
It
's
to
begin
at
Duror
under
James
's
very
windows
,
which
doesnae
seem
wise
by
my
humble
way
of
it
.
"
"
Do
you
think
they
'll
fight
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Well
,
"
says
Henderland
,
"
they
're
disarmed
--
or
supposed
to
be
--
for
there
's
still
a
good
deal
of
cold
iron
lying
by
in
quiet
places
.
And
then
Colin
Campbell
has
the
sogers
coming
.
But
for
all
that
,
if
I
was
his
lady
wife
,
I
wouldnae
be
well
pleased
till
I
got
him
home
again
.
They
're
queer
customers
,
the
Appin
Stewarts
.
"
I
asked
if
they
were
worse
than
their
neighbours
.
"
No
they
,
"
said
he
.
"
And
that
's
the
worst
part
of
it
.
For
if
Colin
Roy
can
get
his
business
done
in
Appin
,
he
has
it
all
to
begin
again
in
the
next
country
,
which
they
call
Mamore
,
and
which
is
one
of
the
countries
of
the
Camerons
.
He
's
King
's
Factor
upon
both
,
and
from
both
he
has
to
drive
out
the
tenants
;
and
indeed
,
Mr.
Balfour
(
to
be
open
with
ye
)
,
it
's
my
belief
that
if
he
escapes
the
one
lot
,
he
'll
get
his
death
by
the
other
.
"
So
we
continued
talking
and
walking
the
great
part
of
the
day
;
until
at
last
,
Mr.
Henderland
after
expressing
his
delight
in
my
company
,
and
satisfaction
at
meeting
with
a
friend
of
Mr.
Campbell
's
(
"
whom
,
"
says
he
,
"
I
will
make
bold
to
call
that
sweet
singer
of
our
covenanted
Zion
"
)
,
proposed
that
I
should
make
a
short
stage
,
and
lie
the
night
in
his
house
a
little
beyond
Kingairloch
.
To
say
truth
,
I
was
overjoyed
;
for
I
had
no
great
desire
for
John
of
the
Claymore
,
and
since
my
double
misadventure
,
first
with
the
guide
and
next
with
the
gentleman
skipper
,
I
stood
in
some
fear
of
any
Highland
stranger
.
Accordingly
we
shook
hands
upon
the
bargain
,
and
came
in
the
afternoon
to
a
small
house
,
standing
alone
by
the
shore
of
the
Linnhe
Loch
.
The
sun
was
already
gone
from
the
desert
mountains
of
Ardgour
upon
the
hither
side
,
but
shone
on
those
of
Appin
on
the
farther
;
the
loch
lay
as
still
as
a
lake
,
only
the
gulls
were
crying
round
the
sides
of
it
;
and
the
whole
place
seemed
solemn
and
uncouth
.
We
had
no
sooner
come
to
the
door
of
Mr.
Henderland
's
dwelling
,
than
to
my
great
surprise
(
for
I
was
now
used
to
the
politeness
of
Highlanders
)
he
burst
rudely
past
me
,
dashed
into
the
room
,
caught
up
a
jar
and
a
small
horn-spoon
,
and
began
ladling
snuff
into
his
nose
in
most
excessive
quantities
.
Then
he
had
a
hearty
fit
of
sneezing
,
and
looked
round
upon
me
with
a
rather
silly
smile
.
"
It
's
a
vow
I
took
,
"
says
he
.
"
I
took
a
vow
upon
me
that
I
wouldnae
carry
it
.
Doubtless
it
's
a
great
privation
;
but
when
I
think
upon
the
martyrs
,
not
only
to
the
Scottish
Covenant
but
to
other
points
of
Christianity
,
I
think
shame
to
mind
it
"
