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A
little
after
he
observed
his
son
burning
a
paper
which
he
thought
should
have
been
kept
;
and
at
that
his
excitement
burst
out
so
that
it
was
painful
to
witness
.
He
struck
the
lad
repeatedly
.
"
Are
you
gone
gyte
?
"
he
cried
.
"
Do
you
wish
to
hang
your
father
?
"
and
forgetful
of
my
presence
,
carried
on
at
him
a
long
time
together
in
the
Gaelic
,
the
young
man
answering
nothing
;
only
the
wife
,
at
the
name
of
hanging
,
throwing
her
apron
over
her
face
and
sobbing
out
louder
than
before
.
This
was
all
wretched
for
a
stranger
like
myself
to
hear
and
see
;
and
I
was
right
glad
when
Alan
returned
,
looking
like
himself
in
his
fine
French
clothes
,
though
(
to
be
sure
)
they
were
now
grown
almost
too
battered
and
withered
to
deserve
the
name
of
fine
.
I
was
then
taken
out
in
my
turn
by
another
of
the
sons
,
and
given
that
change
of
clothing
of
which
I
had
stood
so
long
in
need
,
and
a
pair
of
Highland
brogues
made
of
deer-leather
,
rather
strange
at
first
,
but
after
a
little
practice
very
easy
to
the
feet
.
By
the
time
I
came
back
Alan
must
have
told
his
story
;
for
it
seemed
understood
that
I
was
to
fly
with
him
,
and
they
were
all
busy
upon
our
equipment
.
They
gave
us
each
a
sword
and
pistols
,
though
I
professed
my
inability
to
use
the
former
;
and
with
these
,
and
some
ammunition
,
a
bag
of
oatmeal
,
an
iron
pan
,
and
a
bottle
of
right
French
brandy
,
we
were
ready
for
the
heather
.
Money
,
indeed
,
was
lacking
.
I
had
about
two
guineas
left
;
Alan
's
belt
having
been
despatched
by
another
hand
,
that
trusty
messenger
had
no
more
than
seventeen-pence
to
his
whole
fortune
;
and
as
for
James
,
it
appears
he
had
brought
himself
so
low
with
journeys
to
Edinburgh
and
legal
expenses
on
behalf
of
the
tenants
,
that
he
could
only
scrape
together
three-and-five-pence-halfpenny
,
the
most
of
it
in
coppers
.
"
This
'll
no
do
,
"
said
Alan
.
"
Ye
must
find
a
safe
bit
somewhere
near
by
,
"
said
James
,
"
and
get
word
sent
to
me
.
Ye
see
,
ye
'll
have
to
get
this
business
prettily
off
,
Alan
.
This
is
no
time
to
be
stayed
for
a
guinea
or
two
.
They
're
sure
to
get
wind
of
ye
,
sure
to
seek
ye
,
and
by
my
way
of
it
,
sure
to
lay
on
ye
the
wyte
of
this
day
's
accident
.
If
it
falls
on
you
,
it
falls
on
me
that
am
your
near
kinsman
and
harboured
ye
while
ye
were
in
the
country
.
And
if
it
comes
on
me
--
--
"
he
paused
,
and
bit
his
fingers
,
with
a
white
face
.
"
It
would
be
a
painful
thing
for
our
friends
if
I
was
to
hang
,
"
said
he
.
"
It
would
be
an
ill
day
for
Appin
,
"
says
Alan
.
"
It
's
a
day
that
sticks
in
my
throat
,
"
said
James
.
"
O
man
,
man
,
man
--
man
Alan
!
you
and
me
have
spoken
like
two
fools
!
"
he
cried
,
striking
his
hand
upon
the
wall
so
that
the
house
rang
again
.
