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"
Man
,
I
whiles
wonder
at
ye
,
"
said
Alan
.
"
This
is
a
Campbell
that
's
been
killed
.
Well
,
it
'll
be
tried
in
Inverara
,
the
Campbells
'
head
place
;
with
fifteen
Campbells
in
the
jury-box
and
the
biggest
Campbell
of
all
(
and
that
's
the
Duke
)
sitting
cocking
on
the
bench
.
Justice
,
David
?
The
same
justice
,
by
all
the
world
,
as
Glenure
found
awhile
ago
at
the
roadside
.
"
This
frightened
me
a
little
,
I
confess
,
and
would
have
frightened
me
more
if
I
had
known
how
nearly
exact
were
Alan
's
predictions
;
indeed
it
was
but
in
one
point
that
he
exaggerated
,
there
being
but
eleven
Campbells
on
the
jury
;
though
as
the
other
four
were
equally
in
the
Duke
's
dependence
,
it
mattered
less
than
might
appear
.
Still
,
I
cried
out
that
he
was
unjust
to
the
Duke
of
Argyle
,
who
(
for
all
he
was
a
Whig
)
was
yet
a
wise
and
honest
nobleman
.
"
Hoot
!
"
said
Alan
,
"
the
man
's
a
Whig
,
nae
doubt
;
but
I
would
never
deny
he
was
a
good
chieftain
to
his
clan
.
And
what
would
the
clan
think
if
there
was
a
Campbell
shot
,
and
naebody
hanged
,
and
their
own
chief
the
Justice
General
?
But
I
have
often
observed
,
"
says
Alan
,
"
that
you
Low-country
bodies
have
no
clear
idea
of
what
's
right
and
wrong
.
"
At
this
I
did
at
last
laugh
out
aloud
,
when
to
my
surprise
,
Alan
joined
in
,
and
laughed
as
merrily
as
myself
.
"
Na
,
na
,
"
said
he
,
"
we
're
in
the
Hielands
,
David
;
and
when
I
tell
ye
to
run
,
take
my
word
and
run
.
Nae
doubt
it
's
a
hard
thing
to
skulk
and
starve
in
the
Heather
,
but
it
's
harder
yet
to
lie
shackled
in
a
red-coat
prison
.
"
I
asked
him
whither
we
should
flee
;
and
as
he
told
me
"
to
the
Lowlands
,
"
I
was
a
little
better
inclined
to
go
with
him
;
for
,
indeed
,
I
was
growing
impatient
to
get
back
and
have
the
upper-hand
of
my
uncle
.
Besides
,
Alan
made
so
sure
there
would
be
no
question
of
justice
in
the
matter
,
that
I
began
to
be
afraid
he
might
be
right
.
Of
all
deaths
,
I
would
truly
like
least
to
die
by
the
gallows
;
and
the
picture
of
that
uncanny
instrument
came
into
my
head
with
extraordinary
clearness
(
as
I
had
once
seen
it
engraved
at
the
top
of
a
pedlar
's
ballad
)
and
took
away
my
appetite
for
courts
of
justice
.
"
I
'll
chance
it
,
Alan
,
"
said
I.
"
I
'll
go
with
you
.
"
"
But
mind
you
,
"
said
Alan
,
"
it
's
no
small
thing
.
Ye
maun
lie
bare
and
hard
,
and
brook
many
an
empty
belly
.
Your
bed
shall
be
the
moorcock
's
,
and
your
life
shall
be
like
the
hunted
deer
's
,
and
ye
shall
sleep
with
your
hand
upon
your
weapons
.
Ay
,
man
,
ye
shall
taigle
many
a
weary
foot
,
or
we
get
clear
!
I
tell
ye
this
at
the
start
,
for
it
's
a
life
that
I
ken
well
.
But
if
ye
ask
what
other
chance
ye
have
,
I
answer
:
Nane
.
Either
take
to
the
heather
with
me
,
or
else
hang
.
"
"
And
that
's
a
choice
very
easily
made
,
"
said
I
;
and
we
shook
hands
upon
it
.
