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The
lawyer
and
the
sheriff
's
officer
were
standing
just
above
the
road
,
crying
and
waving
on
me
to
come
back
;
and
on
their
left
,
the
red-coats
,
musket
in
hand
,
were
beginning
to
struggle
singly
out
of
the
lower
wood
.
"
Why
should
I
come
back
?
"
I
cried
.
"
Come
you
on
!
"
"
Ten
pounds
if
ye
take
that
lad
!
"
cried
the
lawyer
.
"
He
's
an
accomplice
.
He
was
posted
here
to
hold
us
in
talk
.
"
At
that
word
(
which
I
could
hear
quite
plainly
,
though
it
was
to
the
soldiers
and
not
to
me
that
he
was
crying
it
)
my
heart
came
in
my
mouth
with
quite
a
new
kind
of
terror
.
Indeed
,
it
is
one
thing
to
stand
the
danger
of
your
life
,
and
quite
another
to
run
the
peril
of
both
life
and
character
.
The
thing
,
besides
,
had
come
so
suddenly
,
like
thunder
out
of
a
clear
sky
,
that
I
was
all
amazed
and
helpless
.
The
soldiers
began
to
spread
,
some
of
them
to
run
,
and
others
to
put
up
their
pieces
and
cover
me
;
and
still
I
stood
.
"
Jouk
in
here
among
the
trees
,
"
said
a
voice
close
by
Indeed
,
I
scarce
knew
what
I
was
doing
,
but
I
obeyed
;
and
as
I
did
so
,
I
heard
the
firelocks
bang
and
the
balls
whistle
in
the
birches
.
Just
inside
the
shelter
of
the
trees
I
found
Alan
Breck
standing
,
with
a
fishing-rod
.
He
gave
me
no
salutation
;
indeed
it
was
no
time
for
civilities
;
only
"
Come
!
"
says
he
,
and
set
off
running
along
the
side
of
the
mountain
towards
Balachulish
;
and
I
,
like
a
sheep
,
to
follow
him
.
Now
we
ran
among
the
birches
;
now
stooping
behind
low
humps
upon
the
mountain-side
;
now
crawling
on
all
fours
among
the
heather
.
The
pace
was
deadly
:
my
heart
seemed
bursting
against
my
ribs
;
and
I
had
neither
time
to
think
nor
breath
to
speak
with
.
Only
I
remember
seeing
with
wonder
,
that
Alan
every
now
and
then
would
straighten
himself
to
his
full
height
and
look
back
;
and
every
time
he
did
so
,
there
came
a
great
far-away
cheering
and
crying
of
the
soldiers
.
Quarter
of
an
hour
later
,
Alan
stopped
,
clapped
down
flat
in
the
heather
,
and
turned
to
me
.
