By Robert Louis Stevenson

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hile my husband and Mr. Henley were engaged in writing plays in Bournemouth they made a number of titles, hoping to use them in the future. Dramatic composition was not what my husband preferred, but the torrent of Mr. Henley’s enthusiasm swept him off his feet. However, after several plays had been finished, and his health seriously impaired by his endeavours to keep up with Mr. Henley, play writing was abandoned forever, and my husband returned to his legitimate vocation. Having added one of the titles, The Hanging Judge, to the list of projected plays, now thrown aside, and emboldened by my husband’s offer to give me any help needed, I concluded to try and write it myself. As I wanted a trial scene in the Old Bailey, I chose the period of 1700 for my purpose; but being shamefully ignorant of my subject, and my husband confessing to little more knowledge than I possessed, a London bookseller was commissioned to send us everything he could procure bearing on Old Bailey trials. A great package came in response to our order, and very soon we were both absorbed, not so much in the trials as in following the brilliant career of a Mr. Garrow, who appeared as counsel in many of the cases.
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We sent for more books, and yet more, still intent on Mr. Garrow, whose subtle cross-examination of witnesses and masterly, if sometimes startling, methods of arriving at the truth seemed more thrilling to us than any novel. Occasionally other trials than those of the Old Bailey would be included in the package of books we received from London; among these my husband found and read with avidity:— THE TRIAL OF JAMES STEWART in Aucharn in Duror of Appin FOR THE Murder of COLIN CAMPBELL of Glenure, Efq; Factor for His Majefty on the forfeited Estate of Ardfhiel. My husband was always interested in this period of his country’s history, and had already the intention of writing a story that should turn on the Appin murder. The tale was to be of a boy, David Balfour, supposed to belong to my husband’s own family, who should travel in Scotland as though it were a foreign country, meeting with various adventures and misadventures by the way. From the trial of James Stewart my husband gleaned much valuable material for his novel, the most important being the character of Alan Breck. Aside from having described him as ‘smallish in stature,’ my husband seems to have taken Alan Breck’s 

personal appearance, even to his clothing, from the book. A letter from James Stewart to Mr. John Macfarlane, introduced as evidence in the trial, says: ‘There is one Alan Stewart, a distant friend of the late Ardshiel’s, who is in the French service, and came over in March last, as he said to some, in order to settle at home; to others, that he was to go soon back; and was, as I hear, the day that the murder was committed, seen not far from the place where it happened, and is not now to be seen; by which it is believed he was the actor. He is a desperate foolish fellow; and if he is guilty, came to the country for that very purpose. He is a tall, pockpitted lad, very black hair, and wore a blue coat and metal buttons, an old red vest, and breeches of the same colour.’ A second witness testified to having seen him wearing ‘a blue coat with silver buttons, a red waistcoat, black shag breeches, tartan hose, and a feathered hat, with a big coat, dun coloured,’ a costume referred to by one of the counsel as ‘French cloathes which were remarkable.’ There are many incidents given in the trial that point to Alan’s fiery spirit and Highland quickness to take offence. One witness ‘declared also That the said Alan Breck threatened that he would challenge Ballieveolan and his sons to fight because of his removing the declarant last year from Glenduror.’ On another page: ‘Duncan Campbell, changekeeper at Annat, aged thirty-five years, married, witness cited, sworn, purged and examined ut supra, depones, That, in the month of April last, the deponent met with Alan Breck Stewart, with whom he was not acquainted, and John Stewart, in Auchnacoan, in the house of the walk miller of
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came to the deponent’s house.’ Following this is a paragraph stating that ‘John Stewart 1st of Ardsheall of his descendants Alan Breck had  Kidnapped . he had no reason for doing so: But Alan said. and drunk some drams. and Alan Breck renewed the former Conversation. but lived to a great old age. and the deponent. For several years my husband received letters of expostulation or commendation from members of the Campbell and Stewart clans. that he hated all the name of Campbell. that. he would tell them. and the deponent said. where we were surprised and interested to discover that the feeling concerning the murder of Glenure (the ‘Red Fox.Auchofragan. tho there. making the same answer. containing ‘The Pedigree of the Family of Appine. I have in my possession a paper. before they entered into possession by which the deponent understood shooting them. He married Cameron Daughter to Ewen Cameron of Lochiel. it being a common phrase in the country. where they went in.’ wherein it is said that ‘Alan 3rd Baron of Appine was not killed at Flowdoun.’ also called ‘Colin Roy’) was almost as keen as though the tragedy had taken place the day before. yellow with age. and went on with them to the house: Alan Breck Stewart said. that if they offered to turn out the possessors of Ardshiel’s estate. Alan said. if the deponent had any respect for his friends. after drinking a dram at another house. that was sent soon after the novel appeared. he had very good reason for it: that thereafter they left that house.’ Some time after the publication of Kidnapped we stopped for a short while in the Appin country. he would make black cocks of them. and.

If you inquire. In the midst of receipts for ‘Rabbits. you may even hear that the descendants of ‘the other man’ who fired the shot are in the country to this day. I think I could defend the reading of the text. But that other man’s name. I sat beside him reading an old cookery book called The Compleat Housewife: or Accomplish’d Gentlewoman’s Companion. Baked Tansy.’ and other forgotten delicacies.’ One day. and the receipt for the ‘Lily of the Valley Water’ was instantly incorporated into Kidnapped. But if you tried me on the point of Alan’s guilt or innocence. there were directions for the preparation of several lotions for the preservation of beauty. These are nuts beyond my ability to crack. Pickled Samphire. DE G.better be  . for the Highlander values a secret for itself and for the congeFree eBooks at Planet eBook. inquire as you please. One of these was so charming that I interrupted my husband to read it aloud. how the Torran rocks have crept so near to Earraid. you will likely ask yourself more questions than I should care to answer: as for instance how the Appin murder has come to fall in the year 1751. you shall not hear. or why the printed trial is silent as to all that touches David Balfour. DEDICATION MY DEAR CHARLES BAXTER: If you ever read this tale. ‘Just what I wanted!’ he exclaimed. F. and Chickens mumbled. S. while my husband was busily at work. Duncan Baan Stewart in Achindarroch his father was a Bastard. Skirret Pye. To this day you will find the tradition of Appin clear in Alan’s favour. V.

sitting in the seats of Burns and his companions. it must be stranger for you who tread the same streets—who may to-morrow open the door of the old Speculative. and in the meanwhile it pleases me to set it there. carry him awhile into the Highlands and the last century. beholding with your natural eyes those places that have now become for your companion a part of the scenery of dreams. in the intervals of present business. R. How. I think I see you. This is no furniture for the scholar’s library. in memory of many days that were happy and some (now perhaps as pleasant to remember) that were sad. If it is strange for me to look back from a distance both in time and space on these bygone adventures of our youth. But perhaps when he is older.nial exercise of keeping it I might go on for long to justify one point and own another indefensible. As for you. and honest Alan. held its meetings and drank its beer. where we begin to rank with Scott and Robert Emmet and the beloved and inglorious Macbean—or may pass the corner of the close where that great society. who was a grim old fire-eater in his day has in this new avatar no more desperate purpose than to steal some young gentleman’s attention from his Ovid. J. my dear Charles. the past  Kidnapped . the L. he may then be pleased to find his father’s name on the fly-leaf. I do not even ask you to like this tale. moving there by plain daylight. your son will. it is more honest to confess at once how little I am touched by the desire of accuracy. but a book for the winter evening school-room when the tasks are over and the hour for bed draws near.. and pack him to bed with some engaging images to mingle with his dreams.  .S.must echo in your memory! Let it not echo often without some kind thoughts of your friend.L. SKERRYVORE. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. R.

good man! He asked me if I had breakfasted. The sun began to shine upon the summit of the hills as I went down the road. the minister of Essendean. Davie. Mr. to set you on the way. when I took the key for the last time out of the door of my father’s house. he took my hand in both of his and clapped it kindly under his arm. the blackbirds were whistling in the garden lilacs. was waiting for me by the garden gate. ‘Well. and the mist that hung around the valley in the time of the dawn was beginning to arise and die away.’ And we began to walk forward 10 Kidnapped . lad.CHAPTER I I SET OFF UPON MY JOURNEY TO THE HOUSE OF SHAWS I will begin the story of my adventures with a certain morning early in the month of June. the year of grace 1751. and hearing that I lacked for nothing. and by the time I had come as far as the manse. ‘I will go with you as far as the ford. Campbell.’ said he.

Davie. sir. or what was likely to become of me. ‘Are ye sorry to leave Essendean?’ said he. My father and mother. I would tell you candidly. ‘Very 11 . he gave me in charge a certain letter. but then I have never been anywhere else. reputable house. That is the place I came from. ‘and a canny goer. ‘What had my poor father to do with the house of Shaws?’ ‘Nay. which he said was your inheritance. peradventure in these latter days silence. if I thought I had a chance to better myself where I was going I would go with a good will. Davie. and I doubt not he will come safe. honest.’ he said. Your father. ‘who can tell that for a surety? But the name of that family. and be well lived where he goes. or so far as I may. and your father (the worthy. hath been done).’’ ‘The house of Shaws!’ I cried. Christian man) began to sicken for his end. Campbell. ‘So soon. I shall be no nearer to in Essendean than in the Kingdom of Hungary. after awhile. ‘give my boy this letter into his hand. to speak truth.’ ‘Ay?’ said Mr. Essendean is a good place indeed.’ your father said.’ says he. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and the house is redd up and the gear disposed of’ (all which. and. not far from Cramond. When your mother was gone. and start him off to the house of Shaws.’ said I. too. and I have been very happy there. Then it behoves me to tell your fortune. ‘if I knew where I was going. ‘as I am gone. ‘and it’s where it befits that my boy should return. Campbell. since they are both dead. ‘Why. He is a steady lad.’ said Mr. is the name you bear — Balfours of Shaws: an ancient. boy. Davie.

and those of my own house. but (as ye will yourself remember) I took aye a pleasure to have him to the manse to meet the gentry. no man more plausibly conducted school. had pleasure in his society. ‘that would I. Davie.was a man of learning as befitted his position. ‘and if you were in my shoes. which was addressed in these words: ‘To the hands of Ebenezer Balfour. laddie. Lastly.’ he resumed.’ I stammered. David Balfour. all well-kenned gentlemen.’ My heart was beating hard at this great prospect now suddenly opening before a lad of seventeen years of age.’ He gave me the letter. of Shaws. in his house of Shaws. and for anything that I ken come to be a great man in time. ‘it lies near upon my 1 Kidnapped . Campbell. superscrived by the own hand of our departed brother. Esquire. nor had he the manner or the speech of a common dominie. But I would rather hope that ye shall be well received. Campbell of Minch. would you go?’ ‘Of a surety. ‘Mr. to put all the elements of this affair before you. here is the testamentary letter itself. and without pause. Campbell of Kilrennet. If the worst came to the worst.’ said the minister. A pretty lad like you should get to Cramond (which is near in by Edinburgh) in two days of walk. the son of a poor country dominie in the Forest of Ettrick. And here. ye can but walk the two days back again and risp at the manse door. these will be delivered by my son. and others. Campbell of Dunswire. as your poor father forecast for you. and your high relations (as I cannot but suppose them to be somewhat of your blood) should put you to the door.

serious upper lip. or (to make a quibble) to the immaterial. Davie. show yourself as nice. ‘Of these four Free eBooks at Planet eBook. sir. to the young. ‘Be soople.’ ‘Well. he drew a picture of the great house that I was bound to. with uplifted forefinger.’ said I. and with some great difficulty. Dinnae shame us. and how I should conduct myself with its 1 . and set you on the right guard against the dangers of the world. dinnae shame us! In yon great. and urged upon me to be instant in my prayers and reading of the Bible. to which I had no temptation. put his pocket-handkerchief over his cocked hat to shelter him. As for the laird — remember he’s the laird.’ Here he cast about for a comfortable seat. heartily. ‘And now to come to the material. very well said. That done. muckle house. in things immaterial. and as slow of speech as any. I have here a little packet which contains four things. Davie. ‘it may be. It’s a pleasure to obey a laird. lighted on a big boulder under a birch by the trackside. ye have had a country rearing. then. There. ‘Bear ye this in mind. and I’ll promise you I’ll try to make it so.conscience to improve this parting. as circumspect. he first put me on my guard against a considerable number of heresies.’ replied Mr.’ ‘Why. with all these domestics.’ said he. as he spoke. sate down upon it with a very long. I say no more: honour to whom honour. or should be.’ He tugged it. from the skirt pocket of his coat. that. as quick at the conception. though gentle born. upper and under. and the sun now shining in upon us between two peaks. Campbell.

and then whipped about. among rich and respected gentlefolk of my own name and blood.’ With that he got upon his feet. The other three are gifties that Mrs. busy house. it’s but a drop of water in the sea. and in affecting terms. set off backward by the way that we had come at a sort of jogging run. ‘Davie. and he never stopped hurrying. and go to a great. for my part. because I. Davie. and crying good-bye to me. the first is your legal due: the little pickle money for your father’s books and plenishing. which is cubical.’ I thought. but I was in no mind to laugh. O Davie. then suddenly took me in his arms and embraced me very hard. nor once looked back. it’s my prayerful wish. which I have bought (as I have explained from the first) in the design of re-selling at a profit to the incoming dominie. and vanish like the morning. The second. into a better land. and prayed a little while aloud. will stand by you through life. that’ll see you. for a young man setting out into the world. ‘was ever seen such black in1 Kidnapped . looking at me with his face all working with sorrow. And as for the last. and a good pillow to your head in sickness. it’ll help you but a step. The first. Campbell and myself would be blithe of your acceptance. which is flat and square and written upon. I watched him as long as he was in sight. will likely please ye best at the first off-go. took off his hat. and my conscience smote me hard and fast. It might have been laughable to another. like a good staff for the road.things. Then it came in upon my mind that this was all his sorrow at my departure. but. which is round. then held me at arm’s length. was overjoyed to get away out of that quiet country-side. laddie.

That which he had called round. was added: ‘Likewise for sprains. and the big rowans in the Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ And I sat down on the boulder the good man had just left. and set into ane hill of ants for a month.’ To be sure. and opened the parcel to see the nature of my gifts. I took my last look of Kirk Essendean.’ And then. I found to be a shilling piece. the trees about the manse. ill or well.gratitude? Can you forget old favours and old friends at the mere whistle of a name? Fie.—Take the flowers of lilly of the valley and distil them in sack. sure enough it was a little Bible. and drink a spooneful or two as there is occasion. just as I came on the green drove-road running wide through the heather. put into a Glasse. which keep in a vial. and the flowers. and you will find a liquor which comes from the flowers. It restores speech to those that have the dumb palsey. I laughed over this. That which he had called cubical. it is good. then take it out. rub it in. a great spooneful in the hour. close stopt. It is good against the Gout. and I was glad to get my bundle on my staff’s end and set out over the ford and up the hill upon the farther side. think shame. and whether man or woman. but it was rather tremulous laughter. to carry in a plaid-neuk. and for the cholic. was a little piece of coarse yellow paper. fie. written upon thus in red ink: ‘TO MAKE LILLY OF THE VALLEY WATER. 1 . and the third. I had never had much doubt of. it comforts the heart and strengthens the memory. which was to help me so wonderfully both in health and sickness all the days of my life. in the minister’s own hand.

1 Kidnapped .kirkyard where my father and my mother lay.

And there. and so. Free eBooks at Planet 1 O . There was a flag upon the castle. and ships moving or lying anchored in the firth. with their Pope’shats. both of which. worked my way to the westward of the capital by Colinton. coming to the top of a hill.CHAPTER II I COME TO MY JOURNEY’S END n the forenoon of the second day. I could distinguish clearly. an old red-faced general on a grey horse at the one end. Presently after. to my great pleasure and wonder. and both brought my country heart into my mouth. till I came out upon the Glasgow road. every foot in time. the city of Edinburgh smoking like a kiln. for as far away as they were. on a long ridge. I came by a house where a shepherd lived. and at the other the company of Grenadiers. I beheld a regiment marching to the fifes. I saw all the country fall away before me down to the sea. from one to another. and got a rough direction for the neighbourhood of Cramond. and in the midst of this descent. The pride of life seemed to mount into my brain at the sight of the red coats and the hearing of that merry music.

in so sharp a note that his very horse started.’ I said.’ said I. and spying an honest fellow coming along a lane on the shaft of his cart. At first I thought the plainness of my appearance. looking as modest as I could.’ says he. ‘there’s the laird. and that all dusty from the road. What’ll like be your business. But after two. It was a word that seemed to surprise those of whom I sought my way. consorted ill with the greatness of the place to which I was bound. mannie. ay’ says the man. and then. mannie?’ ‘I was led to think that I would get a situation. or maybe three. Ebenezer?’ ‘Ou. I asked him if he had ever heard tell of a house they called the house of Shaws. like the others. ‘The house is a big. and began to substitute in my inquiries the name of the house of Shaws. ‘What for?’ ‘It’s a great house?’ I asked. ‘What?’ cries the carter. ‘Well. ‘Ay’ said he. ‘Are ye daft? There’s nae folk there — to call folk. to be sure.’ he added. had given me the same look and the same answer. I changed the form of my inquiries. muckle house. ‘it’s nane 1 Kidnapped . in my country habit. if it’s him you’re wanting.’ ‘Ay. I began to take it in my head there was something strange about the Shaws itself. The better to set this fear at rest. He stopped his cart and looked at me. ‘but the folk that are in it?’ ‘Folk?’ cried he.’ ‘What?’ say I.A little farther on. and I was told I was in Cramond parish. ‘not Mr. ‘Doubtless.

hoot. that all the parish should start and stare to be asked the way to it? or what sort of a gentleman. What kind of a great house was this. but ye seem a decent-spoken lad. but I was more than a match for him at that.’ said the barber. The more indistinct the accusations were. But when I had come so far a way already. Balfour of the Shaws. hoot. and slow as I began to travel.’ and began to ask me very shrewdly what my business was. had left my adventure then and there. whom I saw to be a barber on his 1 . turned sharp about. It was drawing on to sundown when I met a stout. sour-looking woman coming trudging down a hill. that his ill-fame should be thus current on the wayside? If an hour’s walking would have brought me back to Essendean. and he went on to his next customer no wiser than he came. and little as I liked the sound of what I heard. dark. I cannot well describe the blow this dealt to my illusions. and she.of my affairs.’ The next person I came across was a dapper little man in a beautiful white wig. nae kind of a man at all. Campbell’s. and returned to Mr. I was bound. and knowing well that barbers were great gossips. out of mere selfrespect. acFree eBooks at Planet eBook. when I had put my usual question. I still kept asking my way and still kept advancing. mere shame would not suffer me to desist till I had put the matter to the touch of proof. ‘Hoot. the less I liked them. and if ye’ll take a word from me. to carry it through. ‘nae kind of a man. for they left the wider field to fancy. ye’ll keep clear of the Shaws. I asked him plainly what sort of a man was Mr.

tell him this makes the twelve hunner and nineteen time that Jennet Clouston has called down the curse on him and his house. wonderfully good. and crack my thumb at it! Black be its fall! If ye see the laird. tell him what ye hear. running in low hills. ‘That is the house of Shaws!’ she cried. nor was there any semblance of a garden. whose voice had risen to a kind of eldritch sing-song. a fine flight of rooks in the sky. I sat me down and stared at the house of Shaws. byre and stable. wife. In those days folk still believed in witches and trembled at a curse. black be their fall!’ And the woman. and master. no road led up to it. falling so pat. the fields dotted with sheep. being all set with hawthorn bushes full of flowers.companied me back to the summit she had just left. miss. to arrest me ere I carried out my purpose. guest. with my hair on end. See here!’ she cried again — ‘I spit upon the ground. to my eyes. but the house itself appeared to be a kind of ruin. The country was pleasant round about. like a wayside omen. and the crops. ‘That!’ I cried. or bairn — black. My heart sank. the pleasanter that country-side appeared. and every sign of a kind soil and climate. The more I looked. The woman’s face lit up with a malignant anger. and yet the barrack in the 0 Kidnapped . man. pleasantly watered and wooded. and pointed to a great bulk of building standing very bare upon a green in the bottom of the next valley. turned with a skip. and was gone. blood shall bring it down. ‘Blood built it. I stood where she left me. blood stopped the building of it. took the pith out of my legs. and this one. no smoke arose from any of the chimneys.

yet I saw no other. What should have been the inner end stood open on the upper floors. and bats flew in and out like doves out of a dove-cote. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and as there were no park walls. and 1 . than the smoke of a candle. the track that I was following passed on the right hand of the pillars. The nearer I got to that. and warmth. It seemed like the one wing of a house that had never been finished. and in three of the lower windows. but I lacked the spirit to give them a good-e’en. with an unroofed lodge beside them. but still there it was. Presently it brought me to stone uprights. instead of gates of wrought iron. nor any sign of avenue. and some living inhabitant that must have lit it.midst of it went sore against my fancy. It was very faint indeed to be the only way to a place of habitation. not much thicker. but never finished. At last the sun went down. a pair of hurdles were tied across with a straw rope. right up against the yellow sky. The night had begun to fall as I got close. and meant a fire. and coats of arms upon the top. which were very high up and narrow. and this comforted my heart. as it seemed to me. I saw a scroll of smoke go mounting. A main entrance it was plainly meant to be. So I set forward by a little faint track in the grass that led in my direction. the drearier it appeared. and then. Country folk went by from the fields as I sat there on the side of the ditch. Many of the windows were unglazed. and showed against the sky with steps and stairs of uncompleted masonry. and went wandering on toward the house.

‘It’s loaded.’ said a voice. I was in two minds whether to run away. and not a dog barked. By this time my ears had grown so accustomed to the quiet. Was this the palace I had been coming to? Was it within these walls that I was to seek new friends and begin great fortunes? Why. but there was no sound of speech. heard some one rattling with dishes. Balfour. I was in full career. eager cough that came in fits. but whoever was in that house kept deadly still. and I began instead to rain kicks and buffets on the door. when I heard the cough right overhead. and the door open to a beggar’s knock! I came forward cautiously. and knocked once. and hearkened again. and to shout out aloud for Mr. and the bell mouth of a blunderbuss. I knocked again.and well barred. that I could hear the ticking of the clock inside as it slowly counted out the seconds. the changing light of a little fire began to glimmer. and nothing stirred but the bats overhead. in my father’s house on Essen-Waterside. but anger got the upper hand. was a great piece of wood all studded with nails. Then I stood and waited. Ebenezer  Kidnapped . the fire and the bright lights would show a mile away. and must have held his breath. a whole minute passed away. and giving ear as I came. as well as I could see it in the dim light. and I lifted my hand with a faint heart under my jacket. ‘I have come here with a letter. ‘to Mr.’ I said. beheld a man’s head in a tall nightcap. The house had fallen into a dead silence. The door. and a little dry. and jumping back and looking up. at one of the first-storey windows.

‘Ay’ the man resumed. ‘That is neither here nor there. and that’ll be what brings ye chapping to my door. and be off with ye. ‘I’ll let ye in. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. I repeated what I had said. that I could find no voice to answer.’ ‘A what?’ cried the voice. yourself?’ was the next question. ‘I will deliver it into Mr. ‘ye can put it down upon the doorstep. for I heard the blunderbuss rattle on the window-sill.’ ‘I will do no such thing.’ said I.’ At that. sharply. I made sure the man started. It is a letter of  . that the next question followed: ‘Is your father dead?’ I was so much surprised at this. but stood staring.’ Another pause.Balfour of Shaws. ‘They call me David Balfour. Is he here?’ ‘From whom is it?’ asked the man with the blunderbuss.’ he said. after a considerable pause.’ was the reply. no doubt. and with a curious change of voice. ‘Well. Balfour’s hands. man. ‘I am not ashamed of my name. ‘he’ll be dead. ‘Who are ye. for I was growing very wroth. and then defiantly.’ I cried. as it was meant I should. ‘Well.’ said I.’ and he disappeared from the window. and it was after quite a long pause.

and the door was cautiously opened and shut to again behind me as soon as I had passed. I groped my way forward and entered the kitchen. He was a mean. the table was laid for supper with a bowl of porridge.CHAPTER III I MAKE ACQUAINTANCE OF MY UNCLE P resently there came a great rattling of chains and bolts. there was not another thing in that great. clay-faced creature. and while the person of the house set himself to replacing the defences of the door. empty chamber but lockfast chests arranged along the wall and a corner cupboard with a padlock. and his age might have been anything between Kidnapped  .’ said the voice. stone-vaulted. As soon as the last chain was up. a horn spoon. ‘Go into the kitchen and touch naething. stooping. Besides what I have named. The fire had burned up fairly bright. narrow-shouldered. the man rejoined me. and a cup of small beer. Half-a-dozen dishes stood upon the shelves. and showed me the barest room I think I ever put my eyes on.

and sit down and fill your kyte. Balfour. for it slockens[1] my cough. ‘I can do fine wanting it. and then suddenly held out his hand. whether by trade or birth. but he seemed most like an old. unprofitable serving-man. ‘And who do ye think I am?’ says he. He was long unshaved.’ said he. I could find no words. I believe I had burst into tears. still keeping an eye upon me as he drank. So give us the letter. not for him. over his ragged shirt. what with shame. though. I’ll take the ale. or my good parritch.’ said he. ‘O. glancing at about the level of my knee. ‘Give me Alexander’s letter. What he was. I told him the letter was for Mr. weariness. but what most distressed and even daunted me. His nightcap was of flannel. ‘for he was my born  .’ If I had been some years younger.’ ‘You know my father’s name?’ ‘It would be strange if I didnae. and you my born nephew. who should have been left in charge of that big house upon board wages. but Free eBooks at Planet eBook.fifty and seventy. and disappointment. my man.’ He drank the cup about half out. instead of coat and waistcoat. Davie. [1] Moistens. he would neither take his eyes away from me nor look me fairly in the face. and little as ye seem to like either me or my house. was more than I could fathom. ‘Are ye sharp-set?’ he asked.’ he returned. ‘Ye can eat that drop parritch?’ I said I feared it was his own supper. and so was the nightgown that he wore. I’m your born uncle. neither black nor white. As it was. ‘Let’s see the letter.

which probably reminded him of hospitable duties. ‘that the seal has not been broken. but as for me. For as poor as I appear.’ said he.’ said I. I have friends of my own that will be blithe to help me. if you’re done with that bit parritch. ‘You see for yourself. ‘but ye’ll have had some hopes. ‘Do ye ken what’s in it?’ he asked. sir. But I am no beggar. Ay.’ ‘Hoot-toot!’ said Uncle Ebenezer. my man.’ He murmured a little grace to himself and fell to. ‘when I was told that I had kinsfolk well-to-do. I mind. Meanwhile. he was a hearty. for his next speech ran thus: ‘If ye’re dry ye’ll find water behind the door. suddenly. if not a great eater.’ ‘Ay. ‘but what brought you here?’ ‘To give the letter. my uncle. and I want none that are not freely given. ‘they’re fine.’  Kidnapped . ‘No. turned the letter over and over in his hands. nae doubt?’ ‘I confess. halesome food — they’re grand food. as soon as he had ousted me from the stool and spoon.’ says he. I did indeed indulge the hope that they might help me in my life. I look for no favours at your hands. ‘Your father was very fond of his meat.’ said I.’ said I. I could just take a sup of it myself. cunningly. I could never do mair than pyke at food.’ He took a pull at the small beer. ‘dinnae fly up in the snuff at me. And. stooping over the fire. sir. Davie. and sat down to the porridge with as little appetite for meat as ever a young man had.’ he continued.handed him the letter. parritch. We’ll agree fine yet.

he seemed to be outgrowing that  . but whether with himself. ‘To think o’ that!’ said he.’ said I. that he had any brother. that he had conceived at first against my person.’ he continued. he seemed singularly satisfied. ‘A strange nature of a man!’ For all that. silent man. however. and no thief taken with a hand in a man’s pocket could have shown more lively signals of distress. our eyes met. He’ll never have spoken muckle of me?’ ‘I never knew.’ said I. for presently he jumped up. on his part. sir. ‘Your father’s been long dead?’ he asked. Alexander — a secret. when he had ventured to look a little higher. Once only. ‘Three weeks.To this I returned no answer. ‘He never said muckle when he was young. Certainly. and looking down upon my uncle with a mighty angry heart. or me. ‘Nor yet of Shaws. sir. dear me!’ said Ebenezer. This set me in a muse. and to throw out little darting glances now at my shoes and now at my home-spun stockings. I dare say?’ ‘Not so much as the name. upon a little trial.’ ‘Dear me. was more than I could read. or with this conduct of my father’s. till you told it me yourself. it might pass off. standing stiffly on my two feet. ‘He was a secret man. continued to eat like a man under some pressure of time. or ill-will. From this I was awakened by his sharp voice. whether his timidity arose from too long a disuse of any human company. sir. and my uncle change into an altogether different man. came Free eBooks at Planet eBook. He. and whether perhaps.

‘We’ll agree fine yet!’ he cried. up a flight of steps.’ To my surprise. ‘I’m just as glad I let you in. he pulled the door to. and then he bade me go in. sir.’[2] said I. but by good fortune I had caught up my bundle and my plaid.across the room behind me. for that was my chamber. I lay down upon the floor under lee of the big bedstead. and pit-mirk.’ [2] Dark as the pit. Ten years ago. ‘Hoot-toot. ‘there’s a fine moon. breathing deeply. With the first peep of day I opened my eyes. I’m unco feared of fires. and I heard him lock me in from the outside. and the bed. but set forth into the dark passage. but paused after a few steps. groped his way. having stumbled after him as best I might. and paused before a door. he lit no lamp or candle. my man. ‘Lights in a house is a thing I dinnae agree with. when I had found my way to it. to find myself in a great chamber. I was close upon his heels. or perhaps twenty. Goodnight to ye. as damp as a peat-hag. And now come awa’ to your bed. hung with stamped leather. furnished with fine embroidered furniture. I did as he bid. I did not know whether to laugh or cry. and hit me a smack upon the shoulder. ‘Hoot-toot!’ said Uncle Ebenezer. and fell speedily asleep. and begged a light to go to bed with.’ ‘Neither moon nor star. and rolling myself in the latter. The room was as cold as a well. it must have been as  Kidnapped . Davie.’ And before I had time to add a further protest. hoot-toot!’ said he. which he unlocked. ‘I cannae see the bed. and lit by three fair windows.

pleasant a room to lie down or to awake in as a man could wish. and being very cold in that miserable room. but not to put himself about. and perhaps my uncle observed it. Many of the window-panes. I told him such was my habit. and indeed this was so common a feature in that house. na. he was one of that thorough breed that goes near to make the vice respectable. When we had made an end of our meal.’ said he.’ and when that was done. he poured an accurate half from one cup to the other. The table was laid with two bowls and two horn spoons. and told me to ‘wash my face there. but damp. Perhaps my eye rested on this particular with some surprise. dirt. and the mice and spiders had done their worst since then. if I wanted. He carried me to the back of the house. for he spoke up as if in answer to my thought. where was a  . where he had lit the fire and was making the porridge. There was a kind of nobleness in this that took my breath away. were broken. my uncle EbFree eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘I’ll deny you nothing in reason. besides. I made the best of my own way back to the kitchen. but the same single measure of small beer. instead of drawing more beer. and then. Meanwhile the sun was shining outside. ‘Na. disuse. that I believe my uncle must at some time have stood a siege from his indignant neighbours — perhaps with Jennet Clouston at their head. if my uncle was certainly a miser. asking me if I would like to drink ale — for so he called it.’ He fetched another cup from the shelf. to my great surprise. I knocked and shouted till my gaoler came and let me out.

and I’ll ask you to keep your tongue within your teeth. From time to time his eyes came coasting round to me. whilk is what boys are fondest of — I wouldnae like the Balfours to be humbled before a wheen Hieland Campbells.enezer unlocked a drawer. ‘Davie. I would have you to know that I have a pride of my own. but I began to think my uncle made too light of my position. my man. I’ve a great notion of the family. ‘And your mother?’ and when I had told him that she. Then he sat down in the sun at one of the windows and silently smoked. ‘ye’ve come to the right bit when ye came to your uncle Ebenezer. nae messages. or maybe the army. and that the minister. Once it was. was dead. ‘Whae were these friends o’ yours?’ I told him they were different gentlemen of the name of Campbell. and I mean to do the right by you. I did not wish him to suppose me helpless.’ said he. though. Nae letters. For all that. and drew out of it a clay pipe and a lump of tobacco. too. ‘Ay. there was only one. but while I’m taking a bit think to mysel’ of what’s the best thing to put you to — whether the law. and he shot out one of his questions. from which he cut one fill before he locked it up again. after another long pause. and finding myself all alone with him.’ ‘Uncle Ebenezer. or else — there’s my door. ‘I’ve no manner of reason to suppose you mean anything but well by me. she was a bonnie lassie!’ Then. or the meenistry. no kind of word to onybody. He seemed to turn this over in his mind. It 0 Kidnapped . that had ever taken the least note of me. indeed.’ said I. and then.

and if you show me your door again.’ said he. I dare say) that I was getting the upper hand of my uncle. I’m nae 1 . What’s mine is yours.’ And then on he rambled about the family. David. If you want to help me. ‘Hoots-toots. ‘ca’ cannie. man — ca’ cannie! Bide a day or two. to find a fortune for you in the bottom of a parritch bowl. and as sure as sure. I’ll have her roasted on red peats before I’m by with it! A witch — a proclaimed witch! I’ll aff and see the session clerk.’ ‘Very well.’ said I.’ said he. and there’s naebody but you and me that ought the name. Blood’s thicker than water. and himself that stopped the building as a sinful waste. for nothing would make me sleep in such a pickle. and say naething to naebody. and I began next to say that I must have the bed and bedclothes aired and put to sun-dry. in his keen voice.’ It seemed to me (too soon. ‘enough said. ‘Twelve hunner and fifteen — that’s every day since I had the limmer rowpit![3] Dod. and his father that began to enlarge the house. and what’s yours is mine.’ [3] Sold up. ‘The limmer!’ he cried. ‘Is this my house or yours?’ said he. but just you give me a day or two. my man. and this put it in my head to give him Jennet Clouston’s message. there’s no doubt but I’ll be glad of it. I’ll take you at the word. ‘I didnae mean that. Davie. and its ancient greatness.was by no will of mine that I came seeking you.’ He seemed grievously put out. I’ll do the right by you. ‘Na. and then all of a sudden broke off. and none but I’ll be grateful. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. na.

’ Uncle Ebenezer went and looked out of the window for awhile.’ The blood came to my face.And with that he opened a chest. when a thought arrested him. I do not value your favour at a boddle’s purchase.’ ‘Sir. and sucked his mouth in. I could see him all trembling and twitching. I wouldn’t buy your liking at such prices. and a good enough beaver hat. and all the family. and as for me. I was brought up to have a good conceit of myself. and was for setting out. both without lace. that’s all that’s to be said of it. you hate to have me in this house. These he threw on any way. ‘with a proper reverence for your age and our common blood. looking wickedly at a corner of the floor — ‘this is no the way to win my favour. locked all up again.’ ‘Uncle Ebenezer. like a man with palsy. and got out a very old and well-preserved blue coat and waistcoat. I had in the world ten times over. and taking a staff from the cupboard. ‘If you lock me out. ‘I cannae leave you by yoursel’ in the house.’ said he. you let me see it. ‘we must bear and forbear.’ He turned very pale. David.’ says I. You use me like a thief. I’ve spoken to you  Kidnapped . ‘Well. But when he turned round. ‘I can make nothing out of this. ‘I’ll have to lock you out.’ I said. ‘This is no the way’ he said. he had a smile upon his face. I’ll no go. ‘it’ll be the last you’ll see of me in friendship.’ said he. well. and if you were all the uncle.’ I said. every word and every minute: it’s not possible that you can like me.

It’s more just I should be helped by my own blood than strangers. just you bide here quiet a bittie.’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook. na. we’ll agree fine yet. Bide here quiet. na. ‘I like you fine. and ye’ll find that we agree. I’ll do my best it shall be through no fault of mine. very earnestly. na.’ he said. then? Let me gang back — let me gang back to the friends I have. and for the honour of the house I couldnae let you leave the way ye I never thought to speak to any man.’ said I.’ ‘  . Why do you seek to keep me. and if we don’t agree. ‘I’ll stay awhile. there’s a good lad. and that like me!’ ‘Na. sir. after I had thought the matter out in silence.

and nothing but the sight of my uncle. We had the porridge cold again at noon. In a room next door to the kitchen. as my father was of  Kidnapped . which put me in some doubt. where he suffered me to go. revived the force of my distrust.CHAPTER IV I RUN A GREAT DANGER IN THE HOUSE OF SHAWS F or a day that was begun so ill. He spoke but little. both Latin and English. slipped out of it again. Indeed. the time passed so lightly in this good company. the day passed fairly well. in which I took great pleasure all the afternoon. and hot porridge at night. what puzzled me was this: That. that I began to be almost reconciled to my residence at Shaws. porridge and small beer was my uncle’s diet. and his eyes playing hide and seek with mine. and that in the same way as before. and when I sought to lead him to talk about my future. shooting a question at me after a long silence. This was an entry on the fly-leaf of a chap-book (one of Patrick Walker’s) plainly written by my father’s hand and thus conceived: ‘To my brother Ebenezer on his fifth birthday’ Now. One thing I discovered. I found a great number of books.

clear manly hand of writing. and bright like a bird’s. but with no heart in his voice. and not easily frightened. but though I took down many interesting authors. and when at length I went back into the kitchen. I was a clever chappie when I was young. or he must have written. for I was far stronger than he. the first thing I said to Uncle Ebenezer was to ask him if my father had not been very quick at his book. I could read as soon as he could. history. and the horn spoon fell out of his hand upon the floor. very calmly. and then he caught up his spoon and fell to supper again. ‘ye should-nae speak to me about your father. and a thought coming into my head. before he was yet five.’ he added. and story-book.’ He sat awhile and shook. and looked this time straight into my eyes: his own were little and light. This is no way to behave. David. and he caught me by the breast of the jacket. and sat down once more to porridge and small beer. ‘What gars ye ask that?’ he said. an excellent. That’s where the mistake is. I asked if he and my father had been twins.’ This puzzled me yet more. ‘I was far quicker mysel’. poetry. I tried to get this out of my head. old and new. ‘What do you mean?’ I asked. Why. He jumped upon his stool. blinking and winking strangely. ‘Take your hand from my jacket. ‘Dod man.’ he said. ‘Alexander? No him!’ was the reply.’ My uncle seemed to make a great effort upon  . this notion of my father’s hand of writing stuck to me.course the younger brother. but Free eBooks at Planet eBook. he must either have made some strange error. blinking in his plate: ‘He was all the brother that ever I had.

this laying of hands upon my person and sudden profession of love for my dead father. naething legal. of a poor lad that was a rightful heir and a wicked kinsman that tried to keep him from his own. black or white. went so clean beyond my comprehension that it put me into both fear and hope. with his back to me. When he had cleared the platter. he got out a single pipeful of tobacco. there came up into my mind (quite unbidden by me and even discouraged) a story like some ballad I had heard folk singing. the more certain I became that the something was unfriendly to myself. just gen Kidnapped . and sat awhile smoking. ‘Davie.still shaking. to his door. On the one hand. all unacknowledged. I began to think my uncle was perhaps insane and might be dangerous.’ he said. ‘promised it to your father. at length. ‘There’s a wee bit siller that I half promised ye before ye were born. and the longer we sat and the more I looked at him.’ he continued. just as in the morning. each stealthily observing the other. almost a beggar. ‘I’ve been thinking. Now this last passage. turned round a stool into the chimney corner. so that we sat at table like a cat and a mouse.’ then he paused. and said it again. but was busy turning something secretly over in his mind. unless in his heart he had some cause to fear him? With this notion. ye understand. For why should my uncle play a part with a relative that came. but nevertheless getting firmly settled in my head. I now began to imitate his covert looks. Not another word had he to say to me. on the other. O.

and I made no attempt to conceal the tone of raillery in which I answered — ‘O. I believe!’ ‘That’s what I said. think again.  . I keepit that bit money separate — it was a great expense. sir! Pounds sterling. I heard a hollow moaning of wind far off among the hills. I’ll get it out to ye and call ye in again. the difference made by this second thought was considerable. the rest was in his hand. my uncle counted out into my hand seven and thirty golden guinea pieces. just to see what kind of a night it is. and as I stood just outside the door. that the whole story was a lie. but his heart failed him Free eBooks at Planet eBook. but a promise is a promise — and it has grown by now to be a matter of just precisely — just exactly’ — and here he paused and stumbled — ‘of just exactly forty pounds!’ This last he rapped out with a sidelong glance over his shoulder.tlemen daffing at their wine. almost with a scream. When I was called in again. and little knew of what a vast importance that should prove to me before the evening passed.’ returned my uncle: ‘pounds sterling! And if you’ll step out-by to the door a minute. Well. I said to myself there was something thundery and changeful in the weather. I could see. and the next moment added.’ I did his will. It was a dark night. ‘Scots!’ The pound Scots being the same thing as an English shilling. invented with some end which it puzzled me to guess. with a few stars low down. smiling to myself in my contempt that he should think I was so easily to be deceived. in small gold and silver.

but for my part (though I’m a careful body. ‘let’s begin. too) it’s a pleasure to me to do the right by my brother’s son. and could find no words in which to thank him. for as to the reason he had given. but all the while I was wondering what would come next.’ said he.there. and strange wi’ strangers. ‘And see here. my uncle seemed so miserly that I was struck dumb by this sudden generosity. ‘There.’ says he. ‘Well. ‘that’ll show you! I’m a queer man.’ I spoke him in return as handsomely as I was able. ‘There. when at last he plucked up courage to speak.’ says he.’ I told him I was ready to prove my gratitude in any reasonable degree. it was only to tell me (very properly. and that he would expect me to help him with the house and the bit garden. a baby would have refused it. and there’s the proof of it. Presently he looked towards me sideways. ‘there’s the key of the stair-tower  Kidnapped . and then waited.’ Now. ‘Nae thanks. done it. looking for some monstrous demand. I want nae thanks. And yet.’ he said. ‘No a word!’ said he. ‘tit for tat. as I thought) that he was growing old and a little broken. and it’s a pleasure to me to think that now we’ll agree as such near friends should. but my word is my bond. and expressed my readiness to serve. I answered.’ He pulled out of his pocket a rusty key. I do my duty. and why he had parted with his precious guineas. I’m no saying that everybody would have. and he crammed the change into his pocket.

and presently struck the wall with the one. ‘Keep to the wall. till I came the length of the stairtower door at the far end of the unfinished  . The wall. ‘Are the stairs good?’ ‘They’re grand. without sound of wind or thunder. by the touch. as I was the far end of the house. for that part of the house is no finished.’ Out I went into the night. the whole sky lighted up with wild fire and went black again. I kept close to the tower side. and regular and solid underfoot. though somewhat steep and narrow. though never a breath of it came near the house of Shaws.’ said I.’ said he. Ye can only win into it from the outside. very cunningly. ‘Can I have a light. were of polished masonwork.’ he added. But the stairs are grand underfoot. I had to put my hand over my eyes to get back to the colour of the darkness. when all upon a sudden. sir.’ he added. and the lowermost round of the stair with the other. The wind was still moaning in the distance. and indeed I was already half blinded when I stepped into the tower. ‘Nae lights in my house. ‘there’s nae bannisters. was of fine hewn stone. It had fallen blacker than ever. the steps too. and bring me down the chest that’s at the top.’ said he. and felt my way in the pitch Free eBooks at Planet eBook. It was so dark inside. and up the stairs. sir?’ said I. ‘Na. it seemed a body could scarce breathe. Minding my uncle’s word about the bannisters. Gang ye in there.’ ‘Very well. and I was glad to feel along the wall. but I pushed out with foot and hand. and then. I had got the key into the keyhole and had just turned it. There’s papers in’t.

The tower. it was because fear had me by the throat. I swore I would settle that ‘perhaps. and the foul beasts. The house of Shaws stood some five full storeys high. I had come close to one of these 0 Kidnapped . perhaps to die. flying downwards.darkness with a beating heart. a gust of a kind of angry courage came into my heart. and that one of my feet rested that moment within two inches of the well. This was the grand stair! I thought. I should have said. sometimes beat about my face and body. so that I seemed to be clambering aloft upon an open scaffold.’ if I should break my neck for it. and testing the solidity of every stone. I continued to ascend the stair. certainly to run great risks. not counting lofts. and with the thought. Well. when a second blink of the summer lightning came and went. as I advanced. and as slowly as a snail. It was not only that the flash shone in on every side through breaches in the wall. but the same passing brightness showed me the steps were of unequal length. by contrast with the flash. Well. appeared to have redoubled. nor was that all. and I was wondering what might be the cause of this change. for my ears were now troubled and my mind confounded by a great stir of bats in the top part of the tower. My uncle had sent me here. The darkness. it was more by Heaven’s mercy than my own strength. and in every corner the step was made of a great stone of a different shape to join the flights. was square. got me down upon my hands and knees. feeling before me every inch. and if I did not fall. If I did not cry out. it seemed to me the stair grew airier and a thought more lightsome.

I put out my head into the 1 . The stair had been carried no higher. and I thought I could see a figure standing in the rain. I followed as softly as I could. About half-way down. whether my uncle thought the crash to be the sound of my fall. a great tow-row of thunder. which showed me my uncle plainly. when. feeling forward as usual. with a wonderful anger in my heart. quite still. my hand slipped upon an edge and found nothing but emptiness beyond it. that he was seized on by a kind of panic fear. to set a stranger mounting it in the darkness was to send him straight to his death. and turned and groped my way down again. at least. and shed a little glimmer of light. the rain followed. which I had shut behind me when I left. And then there came a blinding flash. and (although. But I knew what I wanted now. Now. just where I had fancied him to stand. or whether he heard in it God’s voice denouncing murder. and the dreadful height I might have fallen from. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. the wind sprang up in a clap and shook the tower. and. and hard upon the heels of it.turns. Certain it is. thanks to the lightning and my own precautions. and died again. and that he ran into the house and left the door open behind him. and before I had reached the ground level it fell in buckets. The door. I was safe enough) the mere thought of the peril in which I might have stood. I will leave you to guess. now stood open. and looked along towards the kitchen. like a man hearkening. coming unheard into the kitchen. stood and watched him. brought out the sweat upon my body and relaxed my joints.

The first was full of meal. flung up his arms. and suddenly clapping my two hands down upon his shoulders — ‘Ah!’ cried I. and it was my design to furnish myself with arms before my uncle should come again to his senses and the power of devising evil. My uncle gave a kind of broken cry like a sheep’s bleat. I stepped forward. had I had the time. and turned to my uncle. and he seemed to have ceased breathing. I concealed inside my waistcoat. Thence I turned to the chests. and now sat with his back towards me at the table. some apparently of medicine. which I should willingly enough have rummaged. drink down the raw spirits by the mouthful. with many other things (and these for the most part clothes) I found a rusty. I was somewhat shocked at this. all huddled. then. his face had a strange colour of blue. and tumbled to the floor like a dead man. This. and a few necessaries that were nothing to my purpose. ugly-looking Highland dirk without the scabbard. but I had myself to look to first of all. a great many bills and other papers. the second of moneybags and papers tied into sheaves. and did not hesitate to let him lie as he had fallen.He had found time to open the corner cupboard and bring out a great case bottle of aqua vitae. with one knee up and one arm sprawling abroad. Fear  Kidnapped . in the third. and carrying the bottle to his lips. He lay as he had fallen. The keys were hanging in the cupboard. In the cupboard were a few bottles. Ever and again he would be seized with a fit of deadly shuddering and groan aloud. came close behind him where he sat.

It’s the heart. in a broken voice.’ he said. sure enough. but I was full besides of righteous anger.’ said he — ‘in the aumry — the blue phial. then I got water and dashed it in his face. and there came into his eyes a terror that was not of this world. ‘Small thanks to you!’ He had begun to seek for his breath with deep sighs.came on me that he was dead. ‘as sure as death I will. ‘sit up. and I numbered over before him the points on which I wanted explanation: why he lied to me at every word. why he feared that I should leave him.’ said he.’ said I. ‘I have a trouble.’ said I.’ I set him on a chair and looked at him. It is true I felt some pity for a man that looked so sick. why he had given me money to which I was convinced I had no claim. ‘Come. come. ‘O  . begged me to let him go to bed. ‘I’ll tell ye the morn. are ye alive?’ ‘That am I.’ ‘Are ye alive?’ he sobbed. why he disliked it to be hinted that he and my father were twins — ‘Is that because it is true?’ I asked. and then. ‘It’s the trouble. At last he looked up and saw me. and.’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ His breath came slower still. last of all. found there a blue phial of medicine. ‘The blue phial. and with that he seemed to come a little to himself. working his mouth and fluttering his eyelids. and. with the dose written on it on a paper. He heard me all through in silence. reviving a little. I ran to the cupboard. and this I administered to him with what speed I might. why he had tried to kill me. Davie.

and pocketed the. and then returning to the kitchen. lay down upon the chests and fell asleep. and wrapping myself in my plaid.And so weak was he that I could do nothing but consent. made up such a blaze as had not shone there for many a long year. I locked him into his room. however. key.  Kidnapped .

and like most lads that have been country-bred. I had come to his door no better than a beggar and little more than a child. There was now no doubt about my uncle’s enmity. which I replenished. I sat there nursing my knee and smiling at the fire. All aglow from my bath.CHAPTER V I GO TO THE QUEEN’S FERRY M uch rain fell in the night. it would be a fine consummation to take the upper hand. and Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and had a plunge in a deep whirling pool. For all that. I had a great opinion of my shrewdness. I sat down once more beside the fire. I made my way to the side of the  . there was no doubt I carried my life in my hand. and drive him like a herd of sheep. and the next morning there blew a bitter wintry wind out of the north-west. and before the sun began to peep or the last of the stars had vanished. But I was young and spirited. he had met me with treachery and violence. driving scattered clouds. and began gravely to consider my position. and he would leave no stone unturned that he might compass my destruction.

and grow to be that man’s king and ruler.’ I continued. never a big bludgeon for my silly head. never a seaman with a hairy cap. I went to open it. as he made no articulate reply. all swollen with conceit. when we were interrupted by a knocking at the door. Presently. I saw by his face that he had no lie ready for me. there was never a ship. or the least sign of all those tribulations that were ripe to fall on me. ‘It will be time. and then. though he was hard at work preparing one. I went up-stairs and gave my prisoner his liberty. I think. it must have been of other stuff than burning coal. and that he liked a bit of fun. or no worse than others at the least. and I gave the same to him. and assured me he would make all clear as soon as we had breakfasted. as it might have been the day before. sir. and I think I was about to tell him so. with no more mother-wit or courage than a porridge-stick. ‘You took me for a country Johnnie Raw. had made a mirror in which men could read the future.I saw myself in fancy smell out his secrets one after another. seeing me smile. changed his tone. to understand each other. It seems we were both wrong. What cause you have to fear me. ‘have you nothing more to say to me?’ And then. I took you for a good man. and to attempt my life—‘ He murmured something about a jest. to cheat me. smiling down upon him. Bidding my uncle sit where he was. they say. He gave me good-morning civilly.  Kidnapped . with a jeering tone. The warlock of Essendean. from the heights of my sufficiency.’ said I. Soon we were set to breakfast. ‘Well. for in all the shapes and pictures that I sat and gazed at.

that was highly pathetic and consisted ill with this gaiety of manner. and pulled Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and making many faces. then. where he fell-to greedily on the remains of breakfast. I asked him soberly to name his  . In the season of the year. of a shiny night. he got to his feet with a great air of liveliness. brother!’ he cried.’ ‘Well.and found on the doorstep a half-grown boy in sea-clothes. mate. snapping his fingers in the air and footing it right cleverly. he was blue with the cold.’ said I. with a cracked voice. ‘What cheer. ‘I’m mortal hungry.’ said I. and you shall have a bite if I go empty for it. Belflower. ‘if you have no business at all. ‘come into the house. He had no sooner seen me than he began to dance some steps of the sea-hornpipe (which I had never before heard of far less seen). a look between tears and laughter.’ ‘Stay. ‘And I say. For all that. pleasure!’ says he. mate?’ says he. winking to me between whiles. and then began to sing: ‘For it’s my delight. ‘O.’ he added. Meanwhile. suddenly. and there was something in his face.’ ‘Well.’ He showed me a letter as he spoke. which I think the poor soul considered manly. I will even be so unmannerly as to shut you out. ‘Have you no fun about you? or do you want to get me thrashed? I’ve brought a letter from old Heasyoasy to Mr. my uncle had read the letter and sat thinking.’ With that I brought him in and set him down to my own place.

and he kenned your father. If you have any further commands for over-seas. humble servant. an auld man. lying before me as I write: ‘The Hawes Inn. ‘I have a venture with this man Hoseason. you may looke to see some losses follow. but ye’ll believe Rankeillor.[4] Mr. as the wind will serve us well out of the firth. He’s factor to half the gentry in these parts. of which. ‘Read that. I will not seek to deny that I have had crosses with your doer. ‘ apart into the farthest corner of the room.’ said he. and so far from a loss of time. Rankeillor. Rankeillor’s. Mr. Here it is. — I lie here with my hawser up and down. of Dysart. we can jog on to the lawyer. ‘You see. if not speedily redd up.’ resumed my uncle. your most obedt. as soon as he saw that I had done. Now. I could see the captain at the Hawes. at the Queen’s Ferry. as per margin. and am. I was going to some place of  Kidnapped . I stood awhile and thought. or maybe on board the Covenant if there was papers to be signed. the captain of a trading brig. ‘ELIAS HOSEASON. sir. to-day will be the last occasion. if you and me was to walk over with yon lad. ye would be swier[5] to believe me upon my naked word.’ [5] Unwilling. Davie. the Covenant. I have drawn a bill upon you. and send my cabin-boy to informe.’ [4] Agent. forby: highly respeckit.. and put the letter in my hand. After a’ that’s come and gone.

shipping, which was doubtless populous, and where my uncle durst attempt no violence, and, indeed, even the society of the cabin-boy so far protected me. Once there, I believed I could force on the visit to the lawyer, even if my uncle were now insincere in proposing it; and, perhaps, in the bottom of my heart, I wished a nearer view of the sea and ships. You are to remember I had lived all my life in the inland hills, and just two days before had my first sight of the firth lying like a blue floor, and the sailed ships moving on the face of it, no bigger than toys. One thing with another, I made up my mind. ‘Very well,’ says I, ‘let us go to the Ferry.’ My uncle got into his hat and coat, and buckled an old rusty cutlass on; and then we trod the fire out, locked the door, and set forth upon our walk. The wind, being in that cold quarter the north-west, blew nearly in our faces as we went. It was the month of June; the grass was all white with daisies, and the trees with blossom; but, to judge by our blue nails and aching wrists, the time might have been winter and the whiteness a December frost. Uncle Ebenezer trudged in the ditch, jogging from side to side like an old ploughman coming home from work. He never said a word the whole way; and I was thrown for talk on the cabin-boy. He told me his name was Ransome, and that he had followed the sea since he was nine, but could not say how old he was, as he had lost his reckoning. He showed me tattoo marks, baring his breast in the teeth of the wind and in spite of my remonstrances, for I thought
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it was enough to kill him; he swore horribly whenever he remembered, but more like a silly schoolboy than a man; and boasted of many wild and bad things that he had done: stealthy thefts, false accusations, ay, and even murder; but all with such a dearth of likelihood in the details, and such a weak and crazy swagger in the delivery, as disposed me rather to pity than to believe him. I asked him of the brig (which he declared was the finest ship that sailed) and of Captain Hoseason, in whose praises he was equally loud. Heasyoasy (for so he still named the skipper) was a man, by his account, that minded for nothing either in heaven or earth; one that, as people said, would ‘crack on all sail into the day of judgment;’ rough, fierce, unscrupulous, and brutal; and all this my poor cabin-boy had taught himself to admire as something seamanlike and manly. He would only admit one flaw in his idol. ‘He ain’t no seaman,’ he admitted. ‘That’s Mr. Shuan that navigates the brig; he’s the finest seaman in the trade, only for drink; and I tell you I believe it! Why, look’ere;’ and turning down his stocking he showed me a great, raw, red wound that made my blood run cold. ‘He done that — Mr. Shuan done it,’ he said, with an air of pride. ‘What!’ I cried, ‘do you take such savage usage at his hands? Why, you are no slave, to be so handled!’ ‘No,’ said the poor moon-calf, changing his tune at once, ‘and so he’ll find. See’ere;’ and he showed me a great caseknife, which he told me was stolen. ‘O,’ says he, ‘let me see him, try; I dare him to; I’ll do for him! O, he ain’t the first!’ And he confirmed it with a poor, silly, ugly oath. 
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I have never felt such pity for any one in this wide world as I felt for that half-witted creature, and it began to come over me that the brig Covenant (for all her pious name) was little better than a hell upon the seas. ‘Have you no friends?’ said I. He said he had a father in some English seaport, I forget which. ‘He was a fine man, too,’ he said, ‘but he’s dead.’ ‘In Heaven’s name,’ cried I, ‘can you find no reputable life on shore?’ ‘O, no,’ says he, winking and looking very sly, ‘they would put me to a trade. I know a trick worth two of that, I do!’ I asked him what trade could be so dreadful as the one he followed, where he ran the continual peril of his life, not alone from wind and sea, but by the horrid cruelty of those who were his masters. He said it was very true; and then began to praise the life, and tell what a pleasure it was to get on shore with money in his pocket, and spend it like a man, and buy apples, and swagger, and surprise what he called stick-in-the-mud boys. ‘And then it’s not all as bad as that,’ says he; ‘there’s worse off than me: there’s the twenty-pounders. O, laws! you should see them taking on. Why, I’ve seen a man as old as you, I dessay’ — (to him I seemed old)— ‘ah, and he had a beard, too — well, and as soon as we cleared out of the river, and he had the drug out of his head — my! how he cried and carried on! I made a fine fool of him, I tell you! And then there’s little uns, too: oh, little by me! I tell you, I keep them in order. When we carry little uns, I have a rope’s end of my own to wollop’em.’ And so
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he ran on, until it came in on me what he meant by twenty-pounders were those unhappy criminals who were sent over-seas to slavery in North America, or the still more unhappy innocents who were kidnapped or trepanned (as the word went) for private interest or vengeance. Just then we came to the top of the hill, and looked down on the Ferry and the Hope. The Firth of Forth (as is very well known) narrows at this point to the width of a goodsized river, which makes a convenient ferry going north, and turns the upper reach into a landlocked haven for all manner of ships. Right in the midst of the narrows lies an islet with some ruins; on the south shore they have built a pier for the service of the Ferry; and at the end of the pier, on the other side of the road, and backed against a pretty garden of holly-trees and hawthorns, I could see the building which they called the Hawes Inn. The town of Queensferry lies farther west, and the neighbourhood of the inn looked pretty lonely at that time of day, for the boat had just gone north with passengers. A skiff, however, lay beside the pier, with some seamen sleeping on the thwarts; this, as Ransome told me, was the brig’s boat waiting for the captain; and about half a mile off, and all alone in the anchorage, he showed me the Covenant herself. There was a sea-going bustle on board; yards were swinging into place; and as the wind blew from that quarter, I could hear the song of the sailors as they pulled upon the ropes. After all I had listened to upon the way, I looked at that ship with an extreme abhorrence; and from the bottom of my heart I pitied all poor souls that were condemned to 

sail in her. We had all three pulled up on the brow of the hill; and now I marched across the road and addressed my uncle. ‘I think it right to tell you, sir.’ says I, ‘there’s nothing that will bring me on board that Covenant.’ He seemed to waken from a dream. ‘Eh?’ he said. ‘What’s that?’ I told him over again. ‘Well, well,’ he said, ‘we’ll have to please ye, I suppose. But what are we standing here for? It’s perishing cold; and if I’m no mistaken, they’re busking the Covenant for sea.’

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’ ‘Captain Hoseason. buttoned to the neck. ‘I am proud to see you.CHAPTER VI WHAT BEFELL AT THE QUEEN’S FERRY A s soon as we came to the inn. offered his large hand to Ebenezer. look cooler. and a tall hairy cap drawn down over his ears. ‘you keep your room unco hot. than this ship-captain.’ said he. In spite of the heat of the room. with a bed in it. The wind’s fair. Mr.’ said the skipper. Mr. ‘and glad that ye are here in time. He got to his feet at once. Balfour. a tall. he wore a thick sea-jacket. and heated like an oven by a great fire of coal. not even a judge upon the bench. or more studious and self-possessed. and coming forward. At a table hard by the chimney. we’ll see the old coal-bucket burning on the Isle of May before to-night.’ ‘It’s a habit I have. Ransome led us up the stair to a small room. and the tide upon the turn.’ returned my uncle. dark. ‘I’m a Kidnapped  . in a fine deep voice. yet I never saw any man. Balfour. sober-looking man sat writing.

besides. and crossing the road in front of the inn. some in shirts. too.cold-rife man by my nature. the smell of the sea-water was exceedingly salt and stirring. captain. some with jackets. and some with little bladders that crackled between my fingers. some brown and long. it’s the same with most men that have been carbonadoed. one with a brace Free eBooks at Planet eBook. will warm up what they call the temperature. therefore. nor hot rum. the Covenant. beat upon the shore. some with coloured handkerchiefs about their throats.’ But it chanced that this fancy of the captain’s had a great share in my misfortunes.’ replied my uncle. Even so far up the firth. nor flannel — no. at the seamen with the skiff — big brown fellows. There’s neither fur. which hung upon the yards in clusters. walked down upon the beach. was beginning to shake out her sails. But the weeds were new to me — some green. Sir. and so sickened by the closeness of the  . in the tropic seas.’ I was fool enough to take him at his word. not much bigger than I had seen upon a lake. I was both so impatient for a nearer look of the sea. sir. sir.’ ‘Well. For though I had promised myself not to let my kinsman out of sight. With the wind in that quarter. that when he told me to ‘run down-stairs and play myself awhile. and the spirit of all that I beheld put me in thoughts of far voyages and foreign places. well. ‘we must all be the way we’re made. as they call it. I looked. leaving the two men sitting down to a bottle and a great mass of papers. I have a cold blood. Away I went. only little wavelets.

meaning. as was much the custom in those days. and who soon came out of the inn and ran to me. but all with such horrifying oaths.’ says he. ‘was it you that came in with Ebenezer?’ And when I had told him yes. ‘I thought not. This threw me back on Ransome. who seemed the least wicked of that gang. crying for a bowl of punch. when I called him back to ask if he knew Mr. He said they would get under way as soon as the ebb set. ‘Ye’ll be no friend of his?’ he asked. ‘and yet ye have a kind of gliff[6]  Kidnapped . and welcome. and presently we were set down at a table in the front room of the inn. ‘Hoot.of pistols stuck into his pockets. He mopped and mowed at me. Here it occurred to me that. I offered him a share. O. for neither he nor I was of an age for such indulgences. And. I might do well to make a friend of him. and both eating and drinking with a good appetite.’ says he. two or three with knotty bludgeons. Rankeillor. that I would be no relative. that I made haste to get away from him. I told him no. but he was glad to get the ale. ‘But a glass of ale you may have.’ said he. I told him I would give him no such thing. in the Scottish way. ay. I passed the time of day with one that looked less desperate than his fellows. and expressed his gladness to be out of a port where there were no taverns and fiddlers. for all that. and he was leaving the room. and asked him of the sailing of the brig. and all with their case-knives. as the landlord was a man of that county. ‘and a very honest man. and called me names. by-theby. none.’ said I. but he was far too great a man to sit with such poor customers as Ransome and myself.

’ said the landlord. ‘The Shaws?’ ‘Nae other place that I ken. Jennet Clouston and mony mair that he has harried out of house and hame. ‘He’s a wicked auld man. too.’ said he. ‘And what  . was now one of the rich of the earth. Of course.’ said the landlord. as he had been impatient to do from the beginning. and Free eBooks at Planet eBook. And yet he was ance a fine young fellow. but just to get the place.’ [6]Look. ‘The place?’ said I. and could scarce grow to believe that the same poor lad who had trudged in the dust from Ettrick Forest not two days ago. ‘What else would he have killed him for?’ And with that he went away. that was like the death of him. I said it seemed that Ebenezer was ill-seen in the country.’ said he. another to know.’ said the landlord. ‘Nae doubt. and there’s many would like to see him girning in the tow[7]. But that was before the sough[8] gaed abroad about Mr. ‘And what was it?’ I asked. and I sat stunned with my good fortune.of Mr. man?’ said I. Alexander. just that he had killed him. ‘Did ye never hear that?’ ‘And what would he kill him for?’ said I.’ [7]Rope. but it is one thing to guess. ‘Ay. ‘Ou. ‘Is that so? Was my — was Alexander the eldest son?’ ‘Deed was he. I had guessed it a long while ago. [8]Report. Alexander.

I like your looks.’ said he. and drink a bowl with me. till the ebb sets. but I was not going to put myself in jeopardy. I wondered if it was possible that Ransome’s stories could be true. and paying no heed to what I saw. And presently he came marching back towards the house. and a thousand others. they fitted so ill with the man’s looks. he was two men.had a house and broad lands. Balfour tells me great things of you. only I remember that my eye lighted on Captain Hoseason down on the pier among his seamen. and might mount his horse tomorrow. I wish I was for longer here. but we’ll make the most of what we have. and found the pair in the road together. ‘Sir. It was the captain who addressed me. and that with an air (very flattering to a young lad) of grave equality. and left the better one behind as soon as he set foot on board his vessel. I longed to see the inside of a ship more than words can tell. All these pleasant things. and I told him my uncle and I had an appointment with a lawyer. I heard my uncle calling me. in fact. crowded into my mind. and half disbelieved them.’ Now. as I sat staring before me out of the inn window. with no mark of a sailor’s clumsiness. and still with the same sober. But indeed. and speaking with some authority. but carrying his fine. and for my own part. he was neither so good as I supposed him. tall figure with a manly bearing. for. The next thing. grave expression on his face.  Kidnapped . that we might make the better friends. ‘Mr. Ye shall come on board my brig for half an hour. nor quite so bad as Ransome did.

‘Ay, ay,’ said he, ‘he passed me word of that. But, ye see, the boat’ll set ye ashore at the town pier, and that’s but a penny stonecast from Rankeillor’s house.’ And here he suddenly leaned down and whispered in my ear: ‘Take care of the old tod;[9] he means mischief. Come aboard till I can get a word with ye.’ And then, passing his arm through mine, he continued aloud, as he set off towards his boat: ‘But, come, what can I bring ye from the Carolinas? Any friend of Mr. Balfour’s can command. A roll of tobacco? Indian feather-work? a skin of a wild beast? a stone pipe? the mocking-bird that mews for all the world like a cat? the cardinal bird that is as red as blood? — take your pick and say your pleasure.’ [9] Fox. By this time we were at the boat-side, and he was handing me in. I did not dream of hanging back; I thought (the poor fool!) that I had found a good friend and helper, and I was rejoiced to see the ship. As soon as we were all set in our places, the boat was thrust off from the pier and began to move over the waters: and what with my pleasure in this new movement and my surprise at our low position, and the appearance of the shores, and the growing bigness of the brig as we drew near to it, I could hardly understand what the captain said, and must have answered him at random. As soon as we were alongside (where I sat fairly gaping at the ship’s height, the strong humming of the tide against its sides, and the pleasant cries of the seamen at their work) Hoseason, declaring that he and I must be the first aboard,
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ordered a tackle to be sent down from the main-yard. In this I was whipped into the air and set down again on the deck, where the captain stood ready waiting for me, and instantly slipped back his arm under mine. There I stood some while, a little dizzy with the unsteadiness of all around me, perhaps a little afraid, and yet vastly pleased with these strange sights; the captain meanwhile pointing out the strangest, and telling me their names and uses. ‘But where is my uncle?’ said I suddenly. ‘Ay,’ said Hoseason, with a sudden grimness, ‘that’s the point.’ I felt I was lost. With all my strength, I plucked myself clear of him and ran to the bulwarks. Sure enough, there was the boat pulling for the town, with my uncle sitting in the stern. I gave a piercing cry — ‘Help, help! Murder!’ — so that both sides of the anchorage rang with it, and my uncle turned round where he was sitting, and showed me a face full of cruelty and terror. It was the last I saw. Already strong hands had been plucking me back from the ship’s side; and now a thunderbolt seemed to strike me; I saw a great flash of fire, and fell senseless. 





came to myself in darkness, in great pain, bound hand and foot, and deafened by many unfamiliar noises. There sounded in my ears a roaring of water as of a huge mill-dam, the thrashing of heavy sprays, the thundering of the sails, and the shrill cries of seamen. The whole world now heaved giddily up, and now rushed giddily downward; and so sick and hurt was I in body, and my mind so much confounded, that it took me a long while, chasing my thoughts up and down, and ever stunned again by a fresh stab of pain, to realise that I must be lying somewhere bound in the belly of that unlucky ship, and that the wind must have strengthened to a gale. With the clear perception of my plight, there fell upon me a blackness of despair, a horror of remorse at my own folly, and a passion of anger at my uncle, that once more bereft me of my senses. When I returned again to life, the same uproar, the same confused and violent movements, shook and deafened me; and presently, to my other pains and distresses, there was 

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added the sickness of an unused landsman on the sea. In that time of my adventurous youth, I suffered many hardships; but none that was so crushing to my mind and body, or lit by so few hopes, as these first hours aboard the brig. I heard a gun fire, and supposed the storm had proved too strong for us, and we were firing signals of distress. The thought of deliverance, even by death in the deep sea, was welcome to me. Yet it was no such matter; but (as I was afterwards told) a common habit of the captain’s, which I here set down to show that even the worst man may have his kindlier side. We were then passing, it appeared, within some miles of Dysart, where the brig was built, and where old Mrs. Hoseason, the captain’s mother, had come some years before to live; and whether outward or inward bound, the Covenant was never suffered to go by that place by day, without a gun fired and colours shown. I had no measure of time; day and night were alike in that ill-smelling cavern of the ship’s bowels where, I lay; and the misery of my situation drew out the hours to double. How long, therefore, I lay waiting to hear the ship split upon some rock, or to feel her reel head foremost into the depths of the sea, I have not the means of computation. But sleep at length stole from me the consciousness of sorrow. I was awakened by the light of a hand-lantern shining in my face. A small man of about thirty, with green eyes and a tangle of fair hair, stood looking down at me. ‘Well,’ said he, ‘how goes it?’ I answered by a sob; and my visitor then felt my pulse and temples, and set himself to wash and dress the wound 

upon my scalp. ‘Ay,’ said he, ‘a sore dunt[10]. What, man? Cheer up! The world’s no done; you’ve made a bad start of it but you’ll make a better. Have you had any meat?’ [10] Stroke. I said I could not look at it: and thereupon he gave me some brandy and water in a tin pannikin, and left me once more to myself. The next time he came to see me, I was lying betwixt sleep and waking, my eyes wide open in the darkness, the sickness quite departed, but succeeded by a horrid giddiness and swimming that was almost worse to bear. I ached, besides, in every limb, and the cords that bound me seemed to be of fire. The smell of the hole in which I lay seemed to have become a part of me; and during the long interval since his last visit I had suffered tortures of fear, now from the scurrying of the ship’s rats, that sometimes pattered on my very face, and now from the dismal imaginings that haunt the bed of fever. The glimmer of the lantern, as a trap opened, shone in like the heaven’s sunlight; and though it only showed me the strong, dark beams of the ship that was my prison, I could have cried aloud for gladness. The man with the green eyes was the first to descend the ladder, and I noticed that he came somewhat unsteadily. He was followed by the captain. Neither said a word; but the first set to and examined me, and dressed my wound as before, while Hoseason looked me in my face with an odd, black look. ‘Now, sir, you see for yourself,’ said the first: ‘a high feFree eBooks at Planet 

ver. Riach. Hoseason turned upon him with a flash.’ said the captain. ‘and instead of asking riddles. Riach caught him by the sleeve. and you ken very well if I do my best to earn it.’ returned the skipper. ‘I will crave leave humbly to say that I have not. sir’ said Riach. Here he is. But Mr.’ ‘If ye could hold back your hand from the tin-pan. is a matter of concern to nobody but yoursel’.’ said the other. and none too much.’ ‘What ye may want. Paid I am.’ ‘Admitting that you have been paid in a proportion.’ he added. Mr.’ replied  Kidnapped . ‘but I can tell ye that which is to be. no appetite. ‘Give me leave. Riach. ‘you’ve a good head upon your shoulders. and a good Scotch tongue to ask with. ‘What’s that?’ he cried. But I was paid for nothing more. and set one foot upon the ladder.’ ‘I am no conjurer. in a sharper note. Riach. I make bold to say that ye would keep your breath to cool your porridge. looking him steadily in the face. I would have no complaint to make of ye. ‘What kind of talk is that?’ ‘It seems it is the talk that you can understand.’ said Mr. Mr. Riach. no meat: you see for yourself what that means. I have sailed with ye three cruises. I want that boy taken out of this hole and put in the forecastle. sir. no light. but I will leave you no manner of excuse.’ returned the captain. here he shall bide. We’ll be required on deck. to be the second officer of this old tub. ‘Admitting that you have been paid to do a murder ——‘ he began. ‘Mr.

Free eBooks at Planet eBook. beheld Mr. Five minutes afterwards my bonds were cut. ‘Flit him where ye please!’ Thereupon the captain ascended the ladder. I was hoisted on a man’s back. as the captain  . If ye say the lad will die——‘ ‘Ay. and not only the good daylight. will he!’ said Mr. moreover. but from time to time (as the ship rolled) a dusty beam of sunlight shone in. is not that enough?’ said Hoseason. set all about with berths. The forecastle was a roomy place enough. than one of the men brought me a drink of something healing which Mr.the captain. the scuttle was open. who had lain silent throughout this strange conversation. in which the men of the watch below were seated smoking. and to find myself in the society of men. Riach had prepared. and that (drunk or sober) he was like to prove a valuable friend. Riach turn after him and bow as low as to his knees in what was plainly a spirit of derision. I perceived two things: that the mate was touched with liquor. and bade me lie still and I should soon be well again. ‘Well. The day being calm and the wind fair. and I. where the first thing that I did was to lose my senses. Riach. It was a blessed thing indeed to open my eyes again upon the daylight. fie! — it comes from a bad heart and a black conscience. I had no sooner moved. carried up to the forecastle. Even in my then state of sickness. sir. sir. or lying down asleep. ‘In all that time. but for what ye say the now — fie. and laid in a bunk on some sea-blankets. ye should have learned to know me: I’m a stiff man. and dazzled and delighted me. and a dour man.

There were some among them that had sailed with the pirates and seen things it would be a shame even to speak of. and had some glimmerings of honesty.’ as  Kidnapped . he explained: ‘A clour[11] on the head was naething. and thus been driven to the deep-sea voyaging. and all. sure enough. some were men that had run from the king’s ships. and bad. but came to know my companions. but each has its own faults and virtues. simple even beyond the simplicity of a country lad like me. They were kind when it occurred to them. Man. with masters no less cruel. No class of man is altogether bad. and not only got my health again. when I had drawn away from them at the Ferry pier. Here I lay for the space of many days a close prisoner. ‘it was me that gave it ye!’ [11] Blow. of maybe forty. They were a rough lot indeed. and went with a halter round their necks. Well.’ said he. There was one man. He was a fisher that had lost his boat. but they had many virtues. His wife (who was ‘young by him. that would sit on my berthside for hours and tell me of his wife and child. and condemned to toss together on the rough seas. Rough they were. I suppose. Yet I had not been many days shut up with them before I began to be ashamed of my first judgment. it is years ago now: but I have never forgotten him.There were no bones broken. were ‘at a word and a blow’ with their best friends. of which they made no secret. as the saying goes. as though they had been unclean beasts. and these shipmates of mine were no exception to the rule. as sailors mostly are: being men rooted out of all the kindly parts of life.

where he berthed and served. now raving against the cruelty of Mr. The ship was bound for the Carolinas. Riach was sullen. I asked about the Free eBooks at Planet eBook. now nursing a bruised limb in silent agony. and though it was about a third short. of course. I was very glad to get it. and it is a thankless business to speak ill of the dead. Among other good deeds that they did. and with the rebellion of the colonies and the formation of the United States. unkind.he often told me) waited in vain to see her man return. nor yet keep the bairn when she was  . The trade was even then much depressed. since that. and hoped great good from it in the land I was going to. but in those days of my youth. who was. and harsh when he was sober. white men were still sold into slavery on the plantations. which had been shared among them. The cabin-boy Ransome (from whom I had first heard of these atrocities) came in at times from the round-house. but the men had a great respect for the chief mate. and Mr. many of these poor fellows (as the event proved) were upon their last cruise. and that was the destiny to which my wicked uncle had condemned me. come to an end. and none such a bad man when he was sober. It made my heart bleed. Indeed. Shuan would not hurt a fly except when he was drinking. ‘the only seaman of the whole jing-bang. as they said. I found there was a strange peculiarity about our two mates: that Mr.’ Indeed. it has. Shuan. the deep seas and cannibal fish received them. he would never again make the fire for her in the morning. they returned my money. and you must not suppose that I was going to that place merely as an exile.

unfriended creature staggering. he would weep bitterly and swear to run away. others would grow as black as thun Kidnapped .captain. Ransome. In a town. only that his father had made clocks. he would deride the notion. kindly meant. and it was. I would tell him how kindly I had myself been used upon that dry land he was so much afraid of. and every third house a place in which seamen would be drugged and murdered. but if he was in his usual crackbrain humour. and had a starling in the parlour. doubtless. and talking he knew not what. It was Mr. he thought every second person a decoy. To be sure. which could whistle ‘The North Countrie. but besides that it was ruin to his health. Riach (Heaven forgive him!) who gave the boy drink. and how well fed and carefully taught both by my friends and my parents: and if he had been recently hurt. He could remember nothing of the time before he came to sea. But his mind was scarce truly human. Some of the men laughed. He had a strange notion of the dry land.’ all else had been blotted out in these years of hardship and cruelties. or (still more) if he had had a glass of spirits in the roundhouse. but not all. and dancing. or rather I should say something like a boy. and where apprentices were continually lashed and clapped into foul prisons. I did my best in the small time allowed me to make some thing like a man. picked up from sailor’s stories: that it was a place where lads were put to some kind of slavery called a trade. but I was told drink made no difference upon that man of iron. it was the pitifullest thing in life to see this unhappy. of the poor creature.

I pledged him to secrecy. perhaps. there was a growl of quarrelling all day.der (thinking. but I must first tell of a conversation I had with Mr. the Covenant was meeting continual head-winds and tumbling up and down against head-seas. I’ll tell you that. I felt ashamed to look at him.’ says he. He declared it was like a ballad. and told him my whole story. and that if I had told the truth. long from berth to berth. that I should have paper. And a change I was to get. and the poor child still comes about me in my dreams. ‘And in the meantime. and as I was never allowed to set my foot on deck. All this time. of their own childhood or their own children) and bid him stop that  . ‘keep your heart up. You’re not the only one. and write one line to Mr. pen. which put a little heart in me to bear my troubles. the strain told on the men’s temper. and the forecastle lighted only by a swinging lantern on a beam. and think what he was doing. and how impatient for a change. There’s many a man hoeing tobacco over-seas that should be mounting his Free eBooks at Planet eBook. Getting him in a favourable stage of drink (for indeed he never looked near me when he was sober). and ink. Riach. that he would do his best to help me. you can picture to yourselves how weary of my life I grew to be. Campbell and another to Mr. There was constant labour for all hands. ten to one he would be able (with their help) to pull me through and set me in my rights. as you shall hear. so that the scuttle was almost constantly shut. Rankeillor. the sails had to be made and shortened every hour. As for me. you should know.

’ said he. and here I am. at the best. 0 Kidnapped . many and many! And life is all a variorum. He whistled loud. ‘Never had one.’ And he skipped out of the forecastle. Look at me: I’m a laird’s son and more than half a doctor. that’s all. man-Jack to Hoseason!’ I thought it would be civil to ask him for his at his own door at home. ‘I like fun.

The blood in me ran 1 O . He looked sharply round the bunks in the tossing light of the lantern. two seamen appeared in the scuttle. in tones of kindness.CHAPTER VIII THE ROUND-HOUSE ne night. and the lantern swinging. we all knew who was meant. and then. far less to speak of it. Riach’s watch (which was on deck) came below for his jacket.’ There was no need of a name. about eleven o’clock. ‘we want ye to serve in the roundhouse. It was as white as wax. and instantly there began to go a whisper about the forecastle that ‘Shuan had done for him at last.’ Even as he spoke. a man of Mr. You and Ransome are to change berths. the light fell direct on the boy’s face. Run away aft with ye. when the scuttle was again flung open. carrying Ransome in their arms. he addressed me. ‘My man. and Captain Hoseason came down the ladder. walking straight up to me. and I drew in my breath as if I Free eBooks at Planet eBook. but we had scarce time to get the idea rightly in our heads. to my surprise. and had a look upon it like a dreadful smile. and the ship at that moment giving a great sheer into the sea.’ said he.

For my part. there was a second store-room underneath. and on the left hand. running between the seas. who had been always kind to me. and were now on the high sea between the Orkney and Shetland Islands. under the arched foot of the foresail.had been struck. and ran up the ladder on deck. Inside were a fixed table and bench. And at that I brushed by the sailors and the boy (who neither spoke nor moved). She was on the starboard tack. and where I was now to sleep and serve. and only saved from going overboard by one of the hands on deck. I thought we might be half-way or more across the Atlantic. This. which you entered by a hatchway in the middle of  Kidnapped . It was all fitted with lockers from top to bottom. The brig was sheering swiftly and giddily through a long. for which I was bound. turn and turn about. but I was too ignorant to draw the true conclusion — that we were going north-about round Scotland. one for the captain and the other for the two mates. run away aft with ye!’ cried Hoseason. surprised me greatly. who had been so long shut in the dark and knew nothing of headwinds. And indeed (beyond that I wondered a little at the lateness of the sunset light) I gave no heed to it. I could see the sunset still quite bright. having avoided the dangerous currents of the Pentland Firth. so as to stow away the officers’ belongings and a part of the ship’s stores. was of good dimensions. cresting swell. ‘Run away aft. stood some six feet above the decks. and two berths. The round-house. at such an hour of the night. and pushed on across the decks. and considering the size of the brig. catching at ropes.

Presently Mr. looking darkly at the mate.the deck. nor did he move when the captain followed and leant on the berth beside me. It was burning when I entered. and Mr. indeed. The most of the cutlasses were in another place. and after dark there was a lamp always burning. and at that Mr. with the brandy bottle and a tin pannikin in front of him. looking hard upon the table. strongly made and very black. gave it light by. and a skylight in the roof. He gave the captain a glance that meant the boy was dead as plain as speaking. He took no notice of my coming in. and all the firearms. and took his place like the rest of us. Shuan (on his side) sat without a word. He was a tall man. all the best of the meat and drink and the whole of the powder were collected in this place. with an oath. Riach started forward and caught it away from him. and had my reasons for it. and that a judgment would fall upon the  . that there had been too much of this work altogether. but something told me I need not be afraid of him just then. and I whispered in his ear: ‘How is he?’ He shook his head like one that does not know and does not wish to think. Riach came in. except the two pieces of brass ordnance. crying out. All of a sudden he put out his hand to take the bottle. staring down at Mr. A small window with a shutter on each side. and his face was very stern. so that we all three stood without a word. Shuan sitting at the table. Shuan. rather by surprise than violence. And as he Free eBooks at Planet eBook. day. I stood in great fear of Hoseason. were set in a rack in the aftermost wall of the round-house. and he stared before him on the table like one stupid. not brightly. but enough to show Mr.

do ye know what ye’ve done? Ye’ve murdered the boy!’ Mr. with a dreadful voice. sir.’ So the pair sat down and hob-a-nobbed.’ ‘Mr. Mr. Riach.’ he added to Riach. and would have done it. sir. for he sat down again. ay. sir. Shuan was on his feet in a trice. but he meant murder. and I would give five pounds out of my pocket it was true!’ He turned to the table. They’re in the bottom locker. ‘There was nae sense in that. Riach all looked at each other for a second with a kind of frightened look. ‘Ye sot and swine. that’s what the story is. ‘Yon was an ugly thing to see. ‘ye should have interfered long syne. for the second time that night. ‘What made ye throw the good bottle away?’ he added.’ and he tossed me a key. It’s too late now. and while they  Kidnapped .’ said the captain. ‘this night’s work must never be kennt in Dysart. and then Hoseason walked up to his chief officer. ‘Well. Here. The boy went overboard. Riach. ‘Sit down!’ roars the captain. draw me another. ‘he brought me a dirty pannikin!’ At that word. ‘Ye’ll need a glass yourself. had not the captain stepped in between him and his victim. The murderer cried a little. but he took off his sea-boots and obeyed. he still looked dazed. the captain and I and Mr.spoke (the weather sliding-doors standing open) he tossed the bottle into the sea. Shuan seemed to understand.’ he said. David. took him by the shoulder. led him across to his bunk. and put up his hand to his brow. and bade him lie down and go to sleep. as you might speak to a bad child. ‘Ah!’ cried Mr.

the meals were either of oatmeal porridge or salt junk. both Mr. and right in the draught of the two doors. raised himself upon his elbow and looked at them and at me. There was no cloth to lay. That was the first night of my new duties. which the captain took at regular hours. for some one would be always coming in from deck to get a dram. and that they would scarce have been so good with me if they had not been worse with Ransome. And yet in other ways it was an easy service. all the day through I would be running with a dram to one or other of my three masters. He never grew used to my beFree eBooks at Planet eBook. had certainly troubled his mind. As for Mr. when there was duff: and though I was clumsy enough and (not being firm on my sealegs) sometimes fell with what I was bringing them. I could not but fancy they were making up lee-way with their consciences. who had been lying and whimpering in his berth. the drink or his crime. I had to serve at the meals. the murderer. How they kept their  .did so. and when a fresh watch was to be set. Shuan. two and sometimes all three would sit down and brew a bowl together. I cannot say I ever saw him in his proper wits. any more than how I kept my own. except twice a week. It was a hard and a cold bed. or the two together. and at night I slept on a blanket thrown on the deck boards at the aftermost end of the round-house. nor was I suffered to sleep without interruption. and in the course of the next day I had got well into the run of them. sitting down with the officer who was off duty. Riach and the captain were singularly patient. I know not.

Mr. I was still sorry for him. ‘I thought that. ‘Ah!’ says he. when all at once. and good company of its sort. Shuan. ‘You were not here before?’ he asked. I could have thought. You may think it strange. though he kept me at the stick’s end the most part of the time. and tell me of the fine countries  Kidnapped . too.’ and went and sat down. We were alone. which (as you are to hear) was not long. Altogether it was no very hard life for the time it lasted. with terror). and even the captain. and came close up to me. spoke to me like a friend when he was not sulking. up he got. to my great terror. who had been to the college. and had I liked I might have been drunk from morning to night. there. but whether or no he had a family. but for all the horror I had. ‘No. without another word. stared at me continually (sometimes. and on my second day in the round-house I had the proof of it. I was as well fed as the best of them. which were the great dainty. like Mr. I was pretty sure from the first that he had no clear mind of what he had done.’ said I. and when I had answered him.’ ‘There was another boy?’ he asked again. even their pickles. and more than once drew back from my hand when I was serving him. and some that were informing. sir. and he had been staring at me a long time. and told me many curious things. But I had no cause to be afraid of him. with a wife in Leith. I was allowed my share of. I had company. would sometimes unbuckle a bit. except to call for brandy. I have now forgotten. I hope not. He was a married man. as pale as death.

most heavily. should have hung upon a gallows. Riach. whom I tried to approach. rebuffed me like a dog and would not hear a word. doing dirty work for three men that I looked down upon.he had visited. Here I was. till I was even glad of the work which kept me from thinking. and one of whom. to be sure. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. perhaps from caution. my heart sank lower and lower. the captain. lay on all four of us. And then I had another trouble of my own. would never suffer me to say another word about my story. Mr. I could only see myself slaving alongside of negroes in the tobacco  . and as for the future. and as the days came and went. Shuan in particular. that was for the present. The shadow of poor Ransome. at least. and on me and Mr.

Maybe about ten at night. All afternoon. I felt danger in the air. when I went on deck. within sight of Cape Wrath and the wild. The tenth afternoon there was a falling swell and a thick.’ they said. when the ship struck something  Kidnapped . wet. There followed on that a council of the officers. rocky coast on either hand of it. seeing only the result: that we had made a fair wind of a foul one and were running south. Riach and the captain at their supper.CHAPTER IX THE MAN WITH THE BELT OF GOLD M ore than a week went by. others. and was excited. white fog that hid one end of the brig from the other. At last we were beaten so far to the south that we tossed and tacked to and fro the whole of the ninth day. and some decision which I did not rightly understand. she was driven actually back. and though I did not so much as understand the word. I saw men and officers listening hard over the bulwarks — ‘for breakers. in which the ill-luck that had hitherto pursued the Covenant upon this voyage grew yet more strongly marked. Some days she made a little way. I was serving Mr.

My two masters leaped to their feet. sir. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. His manners. It showed he had luck and much agility and unusual strength. besides. that he should have thus saved himself from such a pass. and for all he was encumbered with a frieze overcoat that came below his knees) had leaped up and caught hold of the brig’s bowsprit. and when he took off his great-coat. that here was a man I would rather call my friend than my enemy. the stern had been thrown into the air. his face was of a good open  . ‘No. were elegant. and she had parted in the midst and gone to the bottom with all her crew but one. Riach. while the rest were on the benches rowing. We had run down a boat in the fog. at the first sight.with a great sound. that was both engaging and alarming. and heavily freckled and pitted with the small-pox. he looked as cool as I did. and I saw that he was belted with a great sword. and he pledged the captain handsomely. At the moment of the blow. he laid a pair of fine silver-mounted pistols on the table. and I set eyes on him for the first time.’ said the captain. and we heard voices singing out. The captain was in the right of it. ‘She’s struck!’ said Mr. Altogether I thought of him.’ And they hurried out. and the man (having his hands free. but well set and as nimble as a goat. This man (as I heard afterwards) had been sitting in the stern as a passenger. He was smallish in stature. ‘We’ve only run a boat down. but sunburnt very dark. his eyes were unusually light and had a kind of dancing madness in them. And yet. when the captain brought him into the round-house.

‘They would have died for me like dogs. and a blue coat with silver buttons and handsome silver lace.’ cried the other. ‘there are more men in the world than boats to put them in. ‘is that how the wind sets?’ And he laid his hand quickly on his pistols. but rather of the man’s clothes than his person. so that it was plain he meant more by the words than showed upon the face of them. too. ‘I’m vexed.’ said the captain.’ ‘Oho!’ says the stranger. was taking his observations. ‘There are some pretty men gone to the bottom. And to be sure. ‘You have none such friends in your country. sir. ‘and so has many a pretty man. he showed forth mighty fine for the round-house of a merchant brig: having a hat with feathers. ‘Well.’ said the stranger.’ ‘I have been in France. sir’ says the captain. sir.’ says the captain. a red waistcoat.The captain. though somewhat spoiled with the fog and being slept in. ‘and ye seem to be a gentleman of great penetration.’ said the captain. breeches of black plush. ‘and fine coats.’ ‘No doubt.’ says the other. sir.’ was the reply. for the matter of that. ‘that I would rather see on the dry land again than half a score of boats. about the boat. ‘Don’t do a mischief before ye see the need of it. Ye’ve a French soldier’s coat upon 0 Kidnapped .’ ‘Friends of yours?’ said Hoseason. sir. costly clothes.’ ‘Well.’ ‘And that’s true. ‘Don’t be hasty. still watching him. as soon as he had taken off the great-coat.’ says the captain. too.

but she gave us the go-by in the fog — as I wish from the heart that ye had done yoursel’! And the best that I can say is this: If ye can set me ashore where I was going. unhappily. ‘Why. I was for France. But where ye come from — we might talk of that. takes the name of honesty for its own). he observed me standing in my corner. to be sure. for all that.’ ‘In France?’ says the captain. but so has many an honest fellow in these 1 .) ‘But. that I cannot do. but I learnt afterwards he was a great church-goer while on shore.your back and a Scotch tongue in your head. I have that upon me will reward you highly for your trouble. indeed?’ asked the Jacobite.’ (It was the first word of any religion I had ever heard from him. I lost no time. ‘I am a true-blue Protestant. to be quite plain with ye. Now. and (to be still quite plain with ye) if I got into the hands of any of the red-coated gentry. and packed me off to the galley to get supper for the gentleman. Was he a Jacobite? for each side.’ ‘So?’ said the gentleman in the fine coat: ‘are ye of the honest party?’ (meaning. I promise you.’ says he. sir. and I thank God for it. sir.’ ‘Can ye so. and there was a French ship cruising here to pick me up. in these sort of civil broils. I am one of those honest gentlemen that were in trouble about the years forty-five and six. it’s like it would go hard with me.’ replied the captain. ‘I can be sorry to see another man with his back to the wall. and I dare say none the worse of it. ‘Well. ‘No.’ And then. sir. sir. and when I Free eBooks at Planet eBook.

if I was to try. and put it on again under his waistcoat. ‘And if I give ye over to the soldiers?’ ‘Ye would make a fool’s bargain.’  Kidnapped . I found the gentleman had taken a money-belt from about his waist. Thirty guineas on the seaside. knew’ he added. Now. like every honest man in Scotland. or try to collect them. ‘I have told ye’ sir’ said he. and it is his officers that collect the rents. and poured out a guinea or two upon the table. that I could hold my tongue about it. and then at the belt. ‘if they.’ said the other. is forfeited. and this money is a part of that very rent for which King George is looking. the poor tenant bodies take a thought upon their chief lying in exile. But for the honour of Scotland. ‘and while I would be but a silly messenger to grudge some of it that the rest might come safe. I should show myself a hound indeed if I bought my own carcase any too dear. or sixty if ye set me on the Linnhe Loch. ‘and I’m your man!’ The other swept back the guineas into the belt. if ye will.came back into the round-house.’ and here he touched his hat. His estate is in the hands of the man they call King George. ‘that not one doit of it belongs to me. and then. and how much of it’ll come to you?’ ‘Little enough. sir. ye can do your worst. to be sure. It belongs to my chieftain. and I thought he seemed excited. and then at the gentleman’s face. sir.’ ‘Ay.’ he cried. ‘My chief. ‘Half of it. drily. ‘But I think. ye seem to me to be a man that understands things: bring this money within the reach of Government. if not. Take it. let me tell you.’ said Hoseason. The captain was looking at the guineas.’ said Hoseason.

and now I had a man under my eyes whose life was forfeit on all these counts and upon one more. but had taken service with King Louis of France. ‘Play me false. of course. he had a belt full of golden guineas round his loins.‘Ah.’ returned the captain. for he was not only a rebel and a smuggler of rents. and their clansmen outface the soldiery to get it in. they shall ken what money it is. as I set meat before him. and I’ll play you cunning. All this I had.’ said the other. At that period (so soon after the forty-five) there were many exiled gentlemen coming back at the peril of their lives. I could not look on such a man without a lively interest. and run the gauntlet of our great navy to carry it across. and left me alone in the round-house with the stranger. by your long face. And as if all this were not enough. Here’s my hand upon it. And thereupon the captain went out (rather hurriedly. but I’ll begowk[12] ye there!’ cried the gentleman. ‘what must be must. beginning to eat. either to see their friends or to collect a little money. I thought). ‘And so you’re a Jacobite?’ said I.’ [12]Befool. and done. ‘And  . should be a Whig?’[13] Free eBooks at Planet eBook. Whatever my opinions. it was a common matter of talk how their tenants would stint themselves to send them money. ‘Well.’ said he. and as for the Highland chiefs that had been forfeited.’ ‘And here’s mine. heard tell of. Sixty guineas. If a hand is laid upon me. ‘Ay.

It struck me (I don’t know why) that they were after no good. crying out as if upon a sudden thought: ‘Couldn’t we wile him out of the round-house?’ ‘He’s better where he is. and pin him by the two arms. and the wind (what little there was of it) not serving well for their true course.’ said Riach.’ said I. It was Mr.’ said I. They had laid the brig to. Mr. as I drew softly near. not to annoy him. one upon each side. ‘We can get the man in talk. Betwixt-and-Between.’ ‘Hut!’ said Hoseason. not knowing precisely where they were. I was seized with both fear and anger at  Kidnapped . more than confirmed me.[13] Whig or Whigamore was the cant name for those who were loyal to King George. but the captain and the two officers were in the waist with their heads together. ‘Betwixt and between. ‘but he’s hard to come at. ‘this bottle of yours is dry. ‘And that’s naething. sir. Riach. and it’s hard if I’m to pay sixty guineas and be grudged a dram upon the back of it.’ ‘I’ll go and ask for the key.’ said he.’ he added.’ ‘Well. Some of the hands were still hearkening for breakers. ‘he hasn’t room to use his sword.’ returned Hoseason. and stepped on deck.’ At this hearing. that’s true. or if that’ll not hold. Campbell could make me. but the swell almost down. The fog was as close as ever. for indeed I was as good a Whig as Mr. ‘But I’m saying. we can make a run by both the doors and get him under hand before he has the time to draw. and the first word I heard.

David my man. or one of the officers. Ye see. ay. David.’ put in Hoseason.’ resumed the captain. and I began to go slowly back to Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ I told him I would do as he wished. might snap up a horn and a pistol or two without  . bloody men that I sailed with. Riach whispered him a little. David. though indeed I had scarce breath to speak with. ‘The trouble is. besides being a rank foe to King George. David’s a good lad.these treacherous.’ he said. and I give you my word that you shall have your fingers in it. ‘the gentleman is seeking a dram. and then to myself: ‘And see here. But a lad like you. ‘Very right. yon man has a beltful of gold. he would fall to thinking. I’ll bear it in mind when it’ll be good for you to have friends. are in the round-house under this man’s nose. yon wild Hielandman is a danger to the ship. Will you give me the key?’ They all started and turned about. ‘David kens. great and little. was to go in and take them. here’s our chance to get the firearms!’ Riach cried.’ said I. ‘that all our firelocks. greedy. my second was bolder. And if ye can do it cleverly. Now. likewise the powder. David. and the bottle’s out. ‘Why. ‘Captain. and that’s when we come to Carolina. God bless him!’ I had never been so be-Davided since I came on board: but I said Yes.’ said the captain. ‘do ye ken where the pistols are?’ ‘Ay. if I. My first mind was to run away.’ Here Mr. and upon that he gave me the key of the spirit locker. as if all I heard were quite natural. and then to me: ‘Hark ye. sir.

they had stolen me from my own country. ‘I am no thief.’ said I. ‘what’s your name?’ ‘David Balfour. and then. when I came into the round-house and saw the Jacobite eating his supper under the lamp. ‘but they have n’t got me yet. ‘of Shaws. He sprang to his feet.the round-house. ‘Will ye stand with me?’ ‘That will I!’ said I. and was I to hold the candle to another murder? But then. my words nettled a very childish van Kidnapped . but as he had no estate of his own. nor yet murderer.’ It never occurred to him to doubt me. ‘Do ye want to be killed?’ said I. against a whole ship’s company? I was still arguing it back and forth. they had killed poor Ransome. ay’ said he. and at that my mind was made up all in a moment.’ ‘Why. there was the fear of death very plain before me.’ ‘Ay. then. I have no credit by it. I added for the first time. ‘they’re all murderers here. if they were as brave as lions.’ said he. for what could a boy and a man. for a Highlander is used to see great gentlefolk in great poverty. ‘O!’ cried I. it’s a ship full of them! They’ve murdered a boy already. I’ll stand by you. What was I to do? They were dogs and thieves. and getting no great clearness.’ And then looking at me curiously. but as if by compulsion. that I walked right up to the table and put my hand on his shoulder. Now it’s you. it was by no choice of mine. thinking that a man with so fine a coat must like fine people. and looked a question at me as clear as if he had spoken. upon the other hand.

but so long as that door is open and my face to it. and ran in grooves. they call me. ‘My name is Stewart. drawing himself up.’ says he. only the skylight and the two doors were large enough for the passage of a man.’ And having administered this rebuke. Of its five apertures. choosing it with great care. being open. to support the breaching of the seas. The round-house was built very strong. The one that was already shut I secured in this fashion. is the best part of my defences. as the need arose. though I bear it plain and have the name of no farm-midden to clap to the hind-end of it. I have but one face. as though it were something of a chief importance. David. and next he set me down to the table with Free eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘David.’ says I. A king’s name is good enough for  .’ said he — ‘for I cannae bring to mind the name of your landed estate. the best part of my enemies will be in front of me. ‘Not so.’ he said.’ Then he gave me from the rack a cutlass (of which there were a few besides the firearms). Alan stopped me. where I would aye wish to find them.ity he had. shaking his head and saying he had never in all his life seen poorer weapons. besides. he turned to examine our defences. and were fitted with hooks to keep them either shut or open. The doors. but when I was proceeding to slide to the other. ‘Ye see. could be drawn close: they were of stout oak.’ ‘It would be yet better shut. and so will make so bold as to call you David — that door. ‘Alan Breck.

’ I told him. ‘how many are against us?’ I reckoned them up. where I look for the main battle. I had to cast the numbers twice. and such was the hurry of my mind.’ said I. made trial of the room he had to wield it in. now’ said he. ran in my mind strangely. ‘And that will be better work. Thereupon he stood up in the midst with his face to the door. and where I thought my dead body would be cast ere morning. ‘First of all. ‘that can’t be cured. ‘Fifteen. the thought of the numbers that were soon to leap in upon us kept my heart in a flutter: and the sea. indeed I was no great shot. and give heed to me. It is my part to keep this door. My chest was tight.’ said he. the light dark to my eyes. ‘and that’s a pity. ‘for a gentleman of decent birth. shaking his head.’ said he. which he bade me charge. And mind and dinnae fire to this side unless they get me down. ‘I must stick to the point. than scraping plates and raxing[14] drams to a wheen tarry sailors. for I would rather have ten foes in front of me than one friend like you cracking pistols at my back.a powder-horn. let me tell you. It doesn’t set my genius. which I heard washing round the brig. and drawing his great sword. a bag of bullets and all the pistols. ‘Well. Alan whistled. And. In that.  Kidnapped . too.’ [14]Reaching. And now follow me. ye have no hand. my mouth dry. ‘do you keep on charging the pistols. which is all for the upper guard.’ he said.’ I told him I would listen closely.’ said he.  . Stewart. ‘there is the door behind you’ which they may perhaps break in. ‘But have ye no ears to your head?’ ‘To be sure!’ cried I. ‘and that is a part of your work. sir’ said I.‘And that. grimly. for when my face is at the one. s very bravely said. Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ said Alan. What else have ye to guard?’ ‘There’s the skylight.’ he cried.’ ‘But then. ‘I must hear the bursting of the glass!’ ‘Ye have some rudiments of sense. against the door. ye’re to shoot.’ ‘Ay.’ ‘And that’s very true. Let’s make a bit of a soldier of ye.’ said he. I would need to have eyes upon both sides to keep the two of them. my back is to the other. ‘But indeed. than ye must climb up into yon bed where ye’re handy at the window.’ said I.’ said Alan. David. But that’s not all. and if they lift hand. in a great admiration of my candour. ‘There’s many a pretty gentleman that wouldnae dare to say it. No sooner the pistols charged.

Do ye see my sword? It has slashed the heads off mair Whigamores than you have toes upon your feet.’ said he. Call up your vermin to your back. My badge is the oak. ‘I’ll mind this. ‘A naked sword?’ says he. but he looked over at me with an ugly look.CHAPTER X THE SIEGE OF THE ROUND-HOUSE B ut now our time of truce was come to an end. ‘David. ‘I am come of kings.’ ‘Do ye see me?’ said Alan. and scarce had Alan spoken. and fall on! The sooner the clash begins. The captain stood. Those on deck had waited for my coming till they grew impatient. sir. ‘This is a strange return for hospitality. the sooner ye’ll taste this steel throughout your vitals. Kidnapped 0 . ‘Stand!’ cried Alan.’ The captain said nothing to Alan. indeed.’ and the sound of his voice went through me with a jar. but he neither winced nor drew back a foot. and pointed his sword at him. when the captain showed face in the open door. I bear a king’s name.

The sea had gone down. by which I knew they were dealing out the cutlasses and one had been let fall. clambered up into the berth with an armful of pistols and something of a heavy heart.Next moment he was gone. both quick and little. and there came a clash of steel upon the deck. but my heart beat like a bird’s. It was a small part of the deck that I could overlook. would not suffer me to think upon the words. with a rush of feet and a roar. It came all of a sudden when it did. I looked back over my shoulder. and set open the window where I was to watch. and which continually returned. silence again. so that there was a great stillness in the ship. which he held in his left hand in case they should run in under his sword. Shuan in the doorway.’ Alan drew a dirk. I tried to pray. and after that. like a man running. and my chief wish was to have the thing begin and be done with it. I remember. but that same hurry of my mind. crossing Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and saw Mr. for the grip is coming. ‘let your hand keep your 1 . and a sound of blows and some one crying out as if hurt. and there was a dimness came before my eyes which I continually rubbed away. on my part. A little after. I.’ said Alan. but only a darkness of despair and a sort of anger against all the world that made me long to sell my life as dear as I was able. in which I made sure I heard the sound of muttering voices. I had none. ‘And now. but enough for our purpose. and the wind was steady and kept the sails quiet. and then a shout from Alan. I do not know if I was what you call afraid. As for hope.

with a terrible. and himself so swelled with triumph and fallen into so fine an attitude. But it was now or never. But there was Alan. Then I looked round again into the deck-house. I had never fired with a pistol in my life. and at my third shot (which went as wide as the second) the whole party threw down the yard and ran for it. and just as they swang the yard. Shuan. white face. and he was sinking slowly lower. I must have hit one of them. for my head was scarce back at the window. before five men. and the rest stopped as if a little disconcerted. I cried out: ‘Take that!’ and shot into their midst. and as I turned back to my place. Before they had time to recover. I saw him pass his sword through the mate’s body. that he looked to be invincible. on his hands and knees. I sent another ball over their heads. for he sang out and gave back a step. the blood was pouring from his mouth. just as my ears seemed to be burst with the noise of the shots. ran past me and took post to drive the door in. far less against a fellowcreature. and not often with a gun. carrying a spare yard for a battering-ram. standing as before. only now his sword was running blood to the hilt. The whole place was full of the smoke of my own firing. ‘Look to your window!’ said Alan. ‘That’s him that killed the boy!’ I cried. some of those from behind caught hold of him by the heels and dragged him bodily out  Kidnapped .blades with Alan. Right before him on the floor was Mr. It was none too soon for me to look to my own part. and just as I looked.

By this. ‘There’s one of your Whigs for ye!’ cried Alan.’ says he. and first one and then another answered him briefly. Our enemies were disputing not far off upon the deck. and then turning to me. but now. David. I made sure they were coming on again. and done with it. my pistols were ready. and that so loudly that I could hear a word or two above the washing of the seas.’ After that the voices fell again into the same muttering as before.’ I settled back to my place. as though laying down a plan. ‘It was Shuan bauchled[15] it. Only  . man! He’s paid the piper. While the brush lasted. But this time.of the round-house. And another answered him with a ‘Wheesht. ‘It’s what we have to pray for. mind. like men taking orders. and thought it was the captain.’ said he. they’ll be in earnest. they’ll be back again. he asked if I had done much execution.’ By this. ‘Unless we can give them a good distaste of us. This was but a dram before meat. there’s not enough blood let. I had not the time to think if I was frighted.’ I heard one say. re-charging the three pistols I had fired. and there was nothing to do but listen and wait. ‘And I’ve settled two. and told Alan. I told him I had winged one. [15]Bungled. I believe he died as they were doing it. and keeping watch with both eye and ear. when all was still Free eBooks at Planet eBook. there’ll be nae sleep for either you or me. one person spoke most of the time. To your watch. ‘No.

All this was upon Alan’s side. and might have shot him. so that he slipped through and tumbled in a lump on his companion’s body. whose legs were dangling through the skylight. cutlass in hand. whipped straight round and laid hold of me. struck me at the same time upon the head. any  Kidnapped . and at that either my courage came again. and a man leaped through and landed on the floor. Then there came a single call on the sea-pipe. I had clapped a pistol to his back. and knew they were taking their places in the dark. The foot of a second fellow. and that was the signal. I could have found it in my mind to cry out aloud. He had dropped his cutlass as he jumped. and at that I snatched another pistol and shot this one through the thigh. my mind ran upon nothing else. There was no talk of missing. He gave the most horrible. when I heard some one drop softly on the roof above me. when I began to hear stealthy steps and a brushing of men’s clothes against the round-house wall. and at the same moment. too. against the door. and presently. roaring out an oath. The thought of the sharp swords and the cold steel was strong in me. Before he got his feet. and I had begun to think my share of the fight was at an end. ugly groan and fell to the floor. the glass of the skylight was dashed in a thousand pieces. or I grew so much afraid as came to the same thing.again. and I could no more pull the trigger than I could have flown. for I gave a shriek and shot him in the midst of the body. only at the touch of him (and him alive) my whole flesh misgave me. A knot of them made one rush of it. and when he felt the pistol.

The round-house was like a shambles. The sword in his hands flashed like quicksilver into the huddle of our fleeing enemies. The wrestler dropped at last. and meanwhile the seamen continued running and crying out as if he was still behind them. Yet he was no sooner out than he was back again. and we heard them tumble one upon another into the forecastle. and at every flash there came the scream of a man hurt. He had kept the door so long. but the fellow clung like a leech. They broke before him like water. and that brought me to my senses. Another had broken in and had his cutlass raised. when lo! they were all gone. had run in under his guard and caught him about the body. I might have stood and stared at them for long. The door was thronged with their faces. Free eBooks at Planet eBook.more than there was time to aim. and catching up my cutlass. I thought we were lost. ran upon the others like a bull. I clapped the muzzle to the very place and fired. roaring as he went. But I had not time to be of help. and falling one against another in their haste. and running. another lay in his death agony across the  . I was still thinking we were lost. leaping back to get his distance. while he was engaged with others. turning. three were dead inside. being as cautious as he was brave. but one of the seamen. fell on them in flank. and Alan was driving them along the deck as a sheepdog chases sheep. and Alan. and clap-to the hatch upon the top. but I heard Alan shout as if for help. Alan was dirking him with his left hand.

All the while. and then clearer still. Swift were they to behold.’ he cried in a kind of ecstasy.’  Kidnapped . Come from the isles of the sea. The hill remains.and there were Alan and I victorious and unhurt. ‘I love you like a brother. The fire set it. They are many. and the thing became popular. Many the hands they guided: The sword was alone. sword in hand. he kept humming and singing and whistling to himself. and tumbled them out of doors one after the other. And presently he sat down upon the table. ‘Come to my arms!’ he cried.’ said he. I have translated it here. and embraced and kissed me hard upon both cheek. He sang it often afterwards. ‘The dun deer troop over the hill. He came up to me with open arms. so that I have. ‘Come to me from the hills of heather. As he did so. and his eyes were as bright as a five-year-old child’s with a new toy. like a man trying to recall an air. man. not in verse (of which I have no skill) but at least in the king’s English. the air that he was making all the time began to run a little clearer. And O. the flush was in his face. ‘am I no a bonny fighter?’ Thereupon he turned to the four enemies. and then out he burst with a great voice into a Gaelic song. the hill is one. ‘Their eyes were many and bright. ‘This is the song of the sword of Alan. O far-beholding eagles. only what HE was trying was to make one. Now it shines in the hand of Alan Breck. The smith made it. The dun deer vanish. many’s the time. ‘David. Here is your meat. heard it. passed his sword clean through each of them. and had it explained to me.

I began to sob and cry like any child.Now this song which he made (both words and music) in the hour of our victory. and in good prose talk. one (and he not the least important) got his hurt from me. I did my fair share both of the killing and the wounding. two fell by my hand. and of that number. Four more were hurt. and said I was a brave lad and wanted nothing but a sleep. the horror I had of some of my own share in it. the thought of the two men I had shot sat upon me like a nightmare. So that. first and last. three hours by the captain’s watch upon the wall. Mr. the two that came by the skylight. Alan clapped my shoulder. and all upon a sudden.’ So I made up my bed on the floor. but what with the long suspense of the waiting. There was that tightness on my chest that I could hardly breathe.’ said he. the thing was no sooner over than I was glad to stagger to a seat. I was innocent of any wrong being done me. and more than all. and before I had a guess of what was coming. and I wouldn’t lose you for all Appin — no. ‘I’ll take the first watch. and might have claimed a place in Alan’s verses. But poets have to think upon their rhymes. who stood beside him in the tussle. nor for Breadalbane. In the  . For not only I knew no word of the Gaelic. Then he roused me up. and he took the first spell. and I Free eBooks at Planet eBook. altogether. Alan always did me more than justice. David. pistol in hand and sword on knee. but of these. ‘Ye’ve done well by me. Shuan and five more were either killed outright or thoroughly disabled. is something less than just to me. and the scurry and strain of our two spirts of fighting.

the strange isle of Rum. and. Riach and the captain had to take turn and turn like Alan and me. a little more astern. Indeed (as I learned afterwards) there were so many of them hurt or dead. for the wind had gone down as soon as the rain began. All my watch there was nothing stirring. and a heavy rain that drummed upon the roof. that she must have drifted pretty near the coast or one of the islands of the Hebrides. rolling sea that tossed the ship and made the blood run to and fro on the round-house floor. and the rest in so ill a temper. It was a mercy the night had fallen so still. I knew they had even no one at the tiller. that Mr. before the end of which it was broad day. I saw the great stone hills of Skye on the right hand.  Kidnapped . Even as it was. with a smooth. I judged by the wailing of a great number of gulls that went crying and fishing round the ship. or the brig might have gone ashore and nobody the wiser. and by the banging of the helm. and a very quiet morning. looking out of the door of the roundhouse.took my turn of three hours. and at last.

com  A . expressed himself most lovingly.’ Alan said. Alan. having ousted the officers from their own cabin. but the richest part of it was this.CHAPTER XI THE CAPTAIN KNUCKLES UNDER lan and I sat down to breakfast about six of the clock. and having at command all the drink in the ship — both wine and spirits — and all the dainty part of what was eatable. The floor was covered with broken glass and in a horrid mess of blood. ‘we shall hear more of them ere long. Shuan being dead) were now shut in the forepart of the ship and condemned to what they hated most — cold water. ‘And depend upon it.’ We made good company for each other. of itself. In all other ways we were in a situation not only agreeable but merry. such as the pickles and the fine sort of bread. but never from his bottle. This. Ye may keep a man from the fighting. and taking a knife from Free eBooks at Planet eBook. indeed. was enough to set us in good humour. which took away my hunger. that the two thirstiest men that ever came out of Scotland (Mr.

I was always in danger of smiling at his vanity: in danger. for had I not kept my countenance. began to visit his suit and brush away the stains. and indeed. He was still so engaged when we were hailed by Mr. with such care and labour as I supposed to have been only usual with women. it belonged to a king and so behoved to be royally looked after. much as I admired his courage. I say.the table. ‘I had them. Riach from the deck. For all that. Duncan Stewart. so that his chin was on a level with the roof. as I do not think he had been very forward in the battle. I would be afraid to think what a quarrel might have followed. and. climbing through the skylight and sitting on the edge of it. To be sure. Riach. and now give ye one of them to be a keepsake for last night’s work. and stood on a coil of rope. and we looked at each other awhile in silence. when I saw what care he took to pluck out the threads where the button had been cut away. He came to the edge of the round-house. the friends of Alan Breck will come around you. As soon as we were through with our meal he rummaged in the captain’s locker till he found a clothes-brush. cut me off one of the silver buttons from his coat. hailed him back again and bade him speak out. so he had got off with 100 Kidnapped . and I. I put a higher value on his gift. ‘from my father. and then taking off his coat. And wherever ye go and show that button. besides (as he said).’ says he. he had no other.’ He said this as if he had been Charlemagne. though inwardly in fear of broken glass. asking for a parley. pistol in hand and with a bold front. and commanded armies. Mr.

Riach. Alan at once held a pistol in his face. David.’ returned Mr.’ he continued. ‘It’s not only the men. They might speak at the window. to share it (I suppose) with his superior. ‘I’ll tell ye more than that. and looking stern and pale. ‘Put that thing up!’ said the captain. the captain came (as was agreed) to one of the windows. and then carried the rest down upon the deck. it’s me. ‘what we want is to be shut of him. ‘This is a bad job. either standing watch or doctoring the wounded. ‘He means none.’ says he. we couldnae get the men to follow.’ Thereupon I consulted with Alan. I’ll tell ye the honest truth. ‘would like to speak with your friend. and so old that my heart smote me for having fired upon him. having been all night 101 . that at last I handed him a pannikin with about a gill of brandy. but this was not the whole of Mr. Riach’s business.’ And he smiled across at me. ‘It was none of our choosing. He drank a part. ‘No.’ said he. with his arm in a sling. ‘and if he did.’ said I. and the parley was agreed to and parole given upon either side.’ said he at last. and stood there in the rain. I’m frich’ened. and he now begged me for a dram with such instancy and such reminders of his former kindness. shaking his head.’ ‘And how do we know what treachery he means?’ cried I. ‘Have I not passed Free eBooks at Planet eBook. A little after. ‘The captain. Davie.nothing worse than a blow upon the cheek: but he looked out of heart and very weary.’ ‘Is that so?’ said I.

sir. ‘Set me on dry ground in Appin.’ said Hoseason. ‘ye’ll get little good by swearing. and gave me your hand to back it.’ ‘Ay?’ said Alan. ‘No. Ye’ll just have to set me ashore as we agreed.’ ‘Ay. sir? or do ye seek to affront me?’ ‘Captain. There’s none of the rest of us acquaint with this coast. ‘and faith. or in Morven. bitterly. I’ll have a talk with them mysel’! Unless there’s naebody speaks English in that town. 10 Kidnapped .’ says Alan. and a man and a halfling boy upon the other! O. ‘Well. and it’s one very dangerous to ships. or Arisaig. ‘I doubt your word is a breakable.’ (And truly that was a fault of which the captain was quite free. and passed without speech. Be damned to your word!’ says he.’ says Alan. Last night ye haggled and argle-bargled like an apple-wife. ‘but my first officer is dead — ye ken best how.’ said the captain. There is nothing left me.’ ‘I give ye your choice. sir. I have a bonny tale for them.’ he continued.’ continued Alan. and there (by your leave) ye will find them that are better able to talk to you. and my first officer (whom I could ill spare) has got your sword throughout his vitals. ‘that’ll no do. but to put back into the port of Glasgow after hands. Fifteen tarry sailors upon the one side. or Morar. and then passed me your word. I haven’t hands enough left to work her. man.) ‘But we have other things to speak. it’s peetiful!’ Hoseason flushed word. sir. and ye ken very well what was the upshot. or Ardgour. ‘Ye’ve made a sore hash of my brig. well.

sir. sir. ye must be as feckless at the sailoring as I have found ye at the fighting. then. sir’ says Alan. ‘Well.’ said the captain. where ye please. and by night too. ay. to Glasgow if ye list!’ says Alan. ‘I’m more of a fighting Free eBooks at Planet eBook. for the matter of that. ‘I am nae weathercock.’ says Alan. in brief. where we lie.’ ‘Well. my poor country people in their bit cobles[16] pass from island to island in all weathers.or. ‘Give me sixty. ‘But all this will cost money. we are but a few hours’ sail from Ardnamurchan. sir. and set me in my own country.’ ‘But see. if ye put me in the Linnhe Loch.’ said the captain. If ye miss that. if ye want sixty guineas earn them. Thirty guineas. it’s doubtful. ‘A coble’s not a ship’ sir’ said the captain. within thirty miles of my own country.’ said Alan. and sixty.’ [16]Coble: a small boat used in fishing. if ye land me on the sea-side. ‘Could ye pilot us at all?’ asked the 10 . who was frowning to himself. and I’ll set ye there. That’s a broad target. ‘No. ‘and your own lives along with her.’ said Hoseason. except in a country of the Campbells. Why. ‘It has nae draught of water.’ ‘Take it or want it. sir. ‘We’ll have the laugh of ye at the least.’ ‘My mind runs little upon laughing.’ ‘Well.’ ‘ And I’m to wear my brogues and run jeopardy of the red-coats to please you?’ cries Alan.’ ‘It’s to risk the brig.

and should ken something of the lie of it. I’ll offer ye a change: a bottle of brandy against two buckets of water. so that Alan and I could at last wash out the round-house and be quit of the memorials of those whom we had slain. sir.’ ‘Captain. the name of which was (as ye have seen for yoursel’) than a sailor-man.’ says Alan. Riach could be happy again in their own way. sir. as I hear you’re a little short of brandy in the fore-part. But be it as ye will. sir. still frowning. 10 Kidnapped . We may meet in with a king’s ship and she may lay us aboard. and was duly executed on both sides.’ That was the last clause of the treaty. with no blame of mine: they keep the cruisers thick upon this coast. ‘I would see you in a rope’s end before I risked my brig. and the captain and Mr. Now. And now.’ The captain shook his head. ye ken who for. if that was to befall. ‘if ye see a pennant.’ says he. ‘If I had lost less money on this unchancy cruise. it shall be your part to run away. But there’s one thing more. As soon as I get a slant of wind (and there’s some coming. or I’m the more mistaken) I’ll put it in hand. But I have been often enough picked up and set down upon this coast. ye might leave the money.

and the reader would do well to look at a map. and the wind serving well. On the day when the fog fell and we ran down Alan’s boat. to go round about the inner isles. when we had turned Free eBooks at Planet eBook. And here I must explain.CHAPTER XII I HEAR OF THE ‘RED FOX” B efore we had done cleaning out the round-house. This blew off the rain and brought out the sun. was to the west of south. and were much rolled about. he was afraid to trust his brig so deep among the islands. All day the breeze held in the same point. we lay becalmed to the east of the Isle of Canna or between that and Isle Eriska in the chain of the Long Island. the straight course was through the narrows of the Sound of Mull. we had been running through the Little Minch. a swell began to set in from round the outer Hebrides. Our course. so that at first we had this swell upon our beam. But the captain had no chart. But after nightfall. Now to get from there to the Linnhe Loch. he preferred to go by west of Tiree and come up under the southern coast of the great Isle of Mull. a breeze sprang up from a little to the east of north. At dawn after the battle. and rather freshened than died down. and towards 10 .

’ said I. ‘he is a man you should be proud to give your hand to. ‘unless it was a leaden bullet. sailing. I would crawl upon my knees to my chamber window for a shot at one. the early part of the day. Mr. as we were.’ ‘Why. Alan and I sat in the round-house with the doors open on each side (the wind being straight astern). in a bright sunshine and with many mountainous islands upon different sides.the end of Tiree and began to head more to the east. ‘Why.’ I cried. so close on the back of the great rebellion. telling him all my misfortune.’ says he. and the Campbells have long harried and wasted those of my name. I would hunt all of that name like blackcocks. It was I that showed the example. as I gained some knowledge of that wild Highland country on which I was so soon to land. In those days. Alan fired up and cried out that he hated all that were of that name. Campbell the minister. Meanwhile. ‘what ails ye at the Campbells?’ ‘Well. the sea came right astern. when I came to mention that good friend of mine. and smoked a pipe or two of the captain’s fine tobacco. before the swell came up. If I lay dying.’ says he. ‘ye ken very well that I am an Appin Stewart.’ ‘I know nothing I would help a Campbell to. it was needful a man should know what he was doing when he went upon the heather. and got lands of us by treachery—but never 10 Kidnapped . was very pleasant. It was at this time we heard each other’s stories. Alan. Only. which he heard with great good-nature. ay. which was the more important to me.

for it was him that taught me. David. and. was wishful to see Hieland swordsmanship. and many more of whom I havenae mind. before King George and Queen Carline. to let him see it at the best. Now. when first it was mustered.’ said I. to make a man the more angry. But I paid the less attention to this. by.’ ‘Ah!’ says he. I should ken. grace be to him! He was the prettiest man of his kindred.’ he cried loudly. ‘and all in the same story: lying words. tricks fit for a peddler. it appears. lying papers. like other gentlemen privates. and my father and three more were chosen out and sent to London town. and that is the same as to say. had a gillie at his back to carry his firelock for him on the march. they had a porter’s lodge to 10 . as he was perhaps the first private Free eBooks at Planet eBook. Well. and it came in on my father. and that was my poor father.’ he continued. He was in the Black Watch. the King. in all the world. And when they were through. and the Butcher Cumberland. ‘I can hardly think you would be a good judge of business. and with the word brought down his fist upon the table. and the best swordsman in the Hielands. Duncan Stewart. the King (for all he was a rank usurper) spoke them fair and gave each man three guineas in his hand. as they were going out of the palace. for I knew it was usually said by those who have the underhand.with the sword. ‘I got my wastefulness from the same man I got the buttons from.’ ‘You that are so wasteful of your buttons. and the show of what’s legal over all. falling again to smiling. So they were had into the palace and showed the whole art of the sword for two hours at a stretch. ‘There’s more than that.

’ said Alan.’ ‘What. And that was the father that I had.’ ‘I misdoubt it much. the three others that came behind him did the same. which was a black spot upon my character at the best of times.’ cried I.’ said I. ‘I have doubts mysel’. God rest him!’ ‘I think he was not the man to leave you rich. and little besides. which would aye be some protection. ‘He left me my breeks to cover me.Hieland gentleman that had ever gone by that door. ‘were you in the English army?’ ‘That was I.’ said Alan. that was the first to fee the King’s porter. never a penny the better for their pains. I was wiser than say my thought. ‘Dear.’ ‘Ay’ said he. and there they were on the street. ‘the punishment is death.’ said I.’ said Alan drily.’ I could scarcely share this view: holding desertion under arms for an unpardonable fault in honour. it would be a short shrift and a lang tow for Alan! But I have the King of France’s commission in my pocket. ‘And that’s true. it was right he should give the poor porter a proper notion of their quality. ‘But I deserted to the right side at Preston Pans — and that’s some comfort. but the truth of it is. as I am willing to prove with either sword or pistol. Some say it was one. that it was Duncan Stewart. But for all I was so young.’ says I. 10 Kidnapped . and some say it was another. And that was how I came to enlist. and would still be a sore job for me if I fell among the red-coats. as if it was his common custom. So he gives the King’s three guineas into the man’s hand. dear. ‘if they got hands on me.

and a deserter. but their hearts are staunch.’ said I. David. which scarcely cleared my mind.’ ‘Tut!’ says 10 . they are true to their chief. and a man of the French King’s — what tempts ye back into this country? It’s a braving of Providence. I have seen. Now. in that far country.’ said he. ‘I have been back every year since fortysix!’ ‘And what brings ye. ye see. This is not only a pain but a disgrace to us of his family and clan. I weary for my friends and country. and maybe a threat or two. good heaven. nae doubt. ‘Well. with these eyes of mine. buying butter in the market-place. ‘France is a braw place. And then I have bit things that I attend to. ‘Ay. but I weary for the heather and the deer.‘And. man. is now brought down to live in a French town like a poor and private person. the children and the hope of Appin. Whiles I pick up a few lads to serve the King of France: recruits. but Ardshiel is the captain of the clan. and what with love and a bit of pressure. and taking it home in a kale-leaf. the poor folk scrape up a second rent for Ardshiel. man?’ cried I. and that’s aye a little money. He that had four hundred swords at his whistle. But the heart of the matter is the business of my chief. ‘Ye see. the tenants of Appin have to pay a rent to King George. that must be learned their letters and how to hold a sword. Ardshiel. ye see. he that was all his life so great a man.’ cried I. There are the bairns forby. ‘you that are a condemned rebel.’ ‘I thought they called your chief Appin. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and come of the blood and bearing the name of kings.’ said he.

but I call it noble. But I took little heed at the moment. and does the management. but ye’re a gentleman.. but still curious. David. ‘Well.’ And he struck the belt about his body. Now. his teeth shut together. who was afterwards so famous at the time of his hanging. if ye were one of the cursed race of Campbell. He it is that gets the money in. ‘Ay.’ This was the first time I heard the name of that James Stewart. David.’ And at that name.’ said he. and I’ll tell you that. daunted. and that’s what does it. ‘I told a different tale to yon captain man. but this is the truth of it. I have seen many a grim face.. ‘And who is the Red Fox?’ I asked. And it’s wonderful to me how little pressure is needed. But that’s the handiwork of my good kinsman and my father’s friend.’ says he. ‘I’m a Whig. ‘What! two rents?’ I repeated. James of the Glens: James Stewart.’ ‘Ay’ said he. so that the guineas rang. and the good 110 Kidnapped .’ I cried. ‘I call it noble. If ye were the Red Fox. ‘Ay. When the men of the clans were broken at Culloden. or little better. ye would gnash your teeth to hear tell of it. ‘Who is he?’ cried Alan.Well. both. ‘ye’re a Whig. and he ceased speaking. for all my mind was occupied with the generosity of these poor Highlanders. I’m the hand that carries it. that is: Ardshiel’s half-brother. ‘Do they pay both?’ cried I. David. but never a grimmer than Alan’s when he had named the Red Fox.

‘Ay.cause went down. and send it over-seas for Ardshiel and his poor bairns. when I told ye?’ ‘I called it noble. In he steps. ‘But when it came to Colin Roy. fiercely. that couldnae come at his life. Ardshiel had to flee like a poor deer upon the mountains — he and his lady and his bairns. that had borne arms for thirty centuries. One thing they couldnae kill. that’s the man. What was it ye called it. they plucked the weapons from the hands of his clansmen. And at first he sings small. and is hail-fellow-well-met with Sheamus — that’s James of the Glens. And now. to be so-called King’s factor on the lands of Appin. and the very clothes off their backs — so that it’s now a sin to wear a tartan plaid. that came to his ears that I have just told you. in there steps a man.’ said 111 . But by-and-by. my chieftain’s agent. ‘Will ye bring me his brush?’ cries Alan. ‘And you little better than a common Whig!’ cries Alan. the English rogues. and gets papers from King George. the black Campbell blood Free eBooks at Planet eBook. they stripped him of his lands. ay. the farmers and the crofters and the boumen. how the poor commons of Appin. These guineas are the proof of it. and while he still lay in the heather. were striking at his rights. and a man may be cast into a gaol if he has but a kilt about his legs. and the horses rode over the fetlocks in the best blood of the north. That was the love the clansmen bore their chief. were wringing their very plaids to get a second rent. A sair job we had of it before we got him shipped. They stripped him of his powers. Alan. red-headed Colin of Glenure ——‘ ‘Is that him you call the Red Fox?’ said I. a Campbell.

and fleeching.’’ ‘Well. David. And.) ‘Well. ‘that is a strange story. till his blood’s on the hillside! But if the day comes. David man. ‘Ay. where there was a Stewart to be starved and a red-headed hound of a Campbell to be pleasured!’ ‘Well. He sat gnashing his teeth at the wine table. and one to Ardshiel by natural kindness) offered him a better price than any Campbell in all broad Scotland. one to King George by stark force. And Whig as I may be. ‘what followed?’ Alan laid down his pipe. ‘It’s little ye ken of Campbells. too.’ ‘Him beaten?’ echoed Alan. which he had long since suffered to go out. and far he sent seeking them — as far as to the sides of Clyde and the cross of Edinburgh — seeking. and set his two hands upon his knees. there grows not enough heather in all Scotland to hide him 11 Kidnapped . what does he do? He declares all the farms to let. and Maccolls. and less of the Red Fox. ‘ye’ll never guess that! For these same Stewarts. and Macrobs (that had two rents to pay. in his black heart. David). Him beaten? No: nor will be. the Lord have pity upon ye!’ (Alan stopped to swallow down his anger.’ said I. What! should a Stewart get a bite of bread. thinks he. and Macrobs’ (for these are all names in my clan. I am glad the man was beaten. and a fine one. and Maccolls. ‘and then. and begging them to come. and him not be able to prevent it? Ah! Red Fox. that I can find time and leisure for a bit of him ran wild.’ said I. Alan. ‘I’ll soon get other tenants that’ll overbid these Stewarts.’ thinks he.’ said he. if ever I hold you at a gun’s end. ‘Ardshiel will have to hold his bonnet on a French roadside.

Ardshiel was to starve: that was the thing he aimed at. ‘Troth and indeed. What did he next?’ ‘And that’s a good observe.’ said I.’ said I. he can spread his butter thinFree eBooks at Planet eBook. They will do the man ye call the Fox no harm. if there was no such a thing as a lad and a gun behind a heather bush! But that’s nothing to the point. ‘it’s a kent thing that Christianity forbids revenge. Tell me your tale plainly out.’ ‘Well. and red-coats to stand at his back. he would drive them out. ‘come to that. ‘ye are neither very wise nor very Christian to blow off so many words of anger. Therefore he sent for lawyers. This is what he did. and yourself no 11 . David. the more’s the pity! And barring that about Christianity (of which my opinion is quite otherwise. David. I am much of your mind. ‘it’s well seen it was a Campbell taught ye! It would be a convenient world for them and their sort.’ ‘Ay’ said I.’ said he.’ ‘Ay’ said he.from my vengeance!’ ‘Man Alan. And the kindly folk of that country must all pack and tramp. And since them that fed him in his exile wouldnae be bought out — right or wrong. and out of the place where he was bred and fed. or I would be nae Christian). every father’s son out of his father’s house. they will do him no harm.’ said Alan.’ ‘Opinion here or opinion there. ‘since he couldnae be rid of the loyal commons by fair means. And who are to succeed them? Bare-leggit beggars! King George is to whistle for his rents. and papers. he swore he would be rid of them by foul. he maun dow with less. and played when he was a callant.

‘It’s easier than ye would think. and killed a fine trout. And everywhere there are friends’ houses and friends’ byres and haystacks. And if ye killed this Colin to-morrow. And then the heather’s a great help. The Hielands are what they call pacified. and the bit toys out of his children’s hands. I expressed my wonder how. ‘And then. what better would ye be? There would be another factor in his shoes. be sure Government has a finger in the pie. And besides. and I have sat in a heather bush within six feet of another. if there’s a sentry at one place.’ he continued. if they take less rents.’ said I. it’s but a kind of a byword at the best. A soldier covers nae mair of it than his boot-soles. ‘but. ‘it’s no sae bad now as it was in forty-six.ner: what cares Red Colin? If he can hurt Ardshiel. he has his wish. if he can pluck the meat from my chieftain’s table. but there was so much anger under his contempt that I thought it was wise to change the conversation. man — it’s his orders. This was it. and guarded like a city in a siege. when folk talk of a country covered with troops. with the Highlands covered with troops. besides. a man in his situation could come and go without arrest. It’s not this Campbell’s fault. and learned a real bonny tune from his whistling. and whistled me the air. as fast as spur can drive. ye just go by another.’ said Alan. ‘Be sure. he will gang hame singing to Glenure!’ ‘Let me have a word. ‘A bare hillside (ye see) is like all one road.’ said Alan.’ said he. I have fished a water with a sentry on the other side of the brae. 11 Kidnapped . man! ye have Whig blood in ye!’ He spoke kindly enough.’ ‘Ye’re a good lad in a fight.

But the worst of them.Small wonder. But it’s a kittle thing to decide what folk’ll bear. but principally pipe-music. and I now knew them all. a good angler. was a well-considered poet in his own tongue. he greatly laid aside in my case. is just how long? Not long. was a dead shot. and an excellent fencer with the small sword as well as with his own particular weapon. and what they will not. is more than I can tell. But whether it was because I had done well myself. had read several books both in French and English. or because I had been a witness of his own much greater prowess. that he was skilled in all kinds of music. And with this Alan fell into a muse. his childish propensity to take offence and to pick quarrels. For his faults. I will add the rest of what I have to say about my friend. yet he admired it most in Alan Breck. David. and never a pretty lad to put a bullet in him?’ [17] Careful. ye would think. Or why would Red Colin be riding his horse all over my poor country of Appin. with never a gun or a sword left from Cantyre to Cape Wrath. with men like Ardshiel in exile and men like the Red Fox sitting birling the wine and oppressing the poor at home. and for a long time sate very sad and silent. For though he had a great taste for courage in other men. but what tenty[17] folk have hidden in their thatch! But what I would like to ken. they were on his 11 . Free eBooks at Planet eBook. out of regard for the battle of the round-house.

and so Alan and I. a great deal of daylight lingered. The brig was close hauled. 11 Kidnapped . and was bitter cold.CHAPTER XIII THE LOSS OF THE BRIG I t was already late at night. it was still pretty bright). which was nearly full. pitching and straining. it was plain to both of us he was in deadly earnest. shone brightly. ‘I have other things to think of — my brig’s in danger!’ By the concerned look of his face. with no great fear of treachery. above all. it blew hard. ‘Here. so as to round the southwest corner of the Island of Mull. stepped on deck. with a wisp of mist upon the top of it) lay full upon the lar-board bow. she tore through the seas at a great rate. and the moon.’ said he. Though it was no good point of sailing for the Covenant. and as dark as it ever would be at that season of the year (and that is to say. and. ‘come out and see if ye can pilot. by the sharp tones in which he spoke of his brig. the hills of which (and Ben More above them all. The sky was clear.’ ‘Is this one of your tricks?’ asked Alan. when Hoseason clapped his head into the round-house door. ‘Do I look like tricks?’ cries the captain.

‘if it was the only one.’ said Hoseason. nor six hundred.’ ‘So?’ said Hoseason. just as he spoke there came a second fountain farther to the south.’ said Alan. if I had had a chart. I am nae pilot. and what better would ye have?’ ‘Ay. and immediately after we heard a low sound of roaring.and pursued by the westerly swell.’ And sure enough. or if Shuan had been spared.’ said Alan. sir.’ said Alan. ‘And now ye ken where it is. would have made me risk my brig in sic a stoneyard! But you. no. Altogether it was no such ill night to keep the seas in. ‘The sea breaking on a reef. ‘We’ll have to haul our wind then. ‘these’ll be what they call the Torran Rocks. I suppose?’ said the captain. ‘Ye see for yourself. it’s not sixty guineas. Riach and the captain looked at each other. ‘There!’ said Hoseason. a thing like a fountain rose out of the moonlit sea.’ Mr. Away on the lee bow. ‘Truly. ‘What do ye call that?’ asked the captain. gloomily. when the brig rising suddenly on the top of a high swell.’ ‘Are there many of them?’ says the captain. that was to pilot us. he pointed and cried to us to look. ‘but where? But it somehow runs in my mind once more that it is clearer under the land. have ye never a word?’ ‘I’m thinking.’ said Alan. and I had begun to wonder what it was that sat so heavily upon the captain. sir. ‘ 11 . If I had kent of these reefs. ‘but it sticks in my mind there are ten miles of them. ‘There’s a way through them. Free eBooks at Planet eBook.

we’re in for it now. and even then we’ll have the land to kep the wind off us. at least. now on the other. and then. these being all that were fit (or. we’ll have to come as near in about the end of Mull as we can take her. There were only five men on deck. the more alarming. both fit and willing) for their work. It showed me. perhaps. and sent Riach to the foretop. well.’ With that he gave an order to the steersman. none too soon. But I think I might as well trust to a blind fiddler.’ As we got nearer to the turn of the land the reefs began to be sown here and there on our very path. ‘The sea to the south is thick. for one reef was so close on the brig’s weather board that when a sea burst upon it the lighter sprays fell upon her deck and wetted us like rain. So. and sometimes blowing in his hands. it will be as it must. ‘we’ll try your way of it. it fell to Mr. ‘it does seem clearer in by the land. Neither he nor Mr. The brightness of the night showed us these perils as clearly as by day. Riach to go aloft. but still listening and looking and as steady as steel. counting the officers.’ ‘Pray God I am!’ says Alan to me.Mr. ‘But where did I hear it? Well. the face of the captain as he stood by the steersman. sir. Sometimes. now on one foot. sir. as I say. Riach. and that stoneyard on our lee. Riach had shown 11 Kidnapped . and Mr. Well.’ said Hoseason to Alan. Pray God you’re right.’ ‘Well. indeed.’ he cried. after a while. and he sat there looking out and hailing the deck with news of all he saw. too. and may as well crack on. Riach sometimes cried down to us to change the course. which was.

‘Keep her away a point. ‘this is no the kind of death I fancy!’ ‘What.’ And I believe he not only meant what he said.’ says he. The tide at the tail of the land ran very strong. yourself. announced from the top that he saw clear water ahead. Two hands were put to the helm. Alan!’ I cried.’ sings out Mr. Riach. but still hugging the wind and the land. and Free eBooks at Planet eBook. so high a place did the Covenant hold in his affections. sir. but would have done it. This would have been the greater danger had not the sea been for some while free of obstacles. ‘but you’ll allow. now and then sheering to one side or the other to avoid a reef. and admired them all the more because I found Alan very white. But this is matter only for conjecture. and threw the brig about. and it (like a living thing) struggle against and drive them back. and Hoseason himself would sometimes lend a help.well in the fighting. besides. things having gone otherwise than he forecast. ‘Reef to windward!’ And just at the same time the tide caught the brig. it’s a cold ending.’ said Hoseason to Alan. we had got round Iona and begun to come alongside Mull. ‘Ochone. I’ll mind that when we come to clear accounts. ‘Ye were 11 . Riach.’ By this time. wetting his lips. but I saw they were brave in their own trade. and it was strange to see three strong men throw their weight upon the tiller. ‘Ye have saved the brig.’ said he. Mr. ‘you’re not afraid?’ ‘No. David.

Riach from his place upon the mast. He stood holding by the shrouds. and. while the rest that lay helpless in their bunks harrowed me with screaming and begging to be saved. The reef on which we had struck was close in under the southwest end of Mull. and the flying of the spray in the moonlight. It seemed he was struck stupid. I think my head must have been partly turned. I was on my feet in a minute. sometimes it only ground the poor brig upon the reef. he had 10 Kidnapped . which lay low and black upon the larboard. for I could scarcely understand the things I saw. and what with the great noise of the sails. still in the same blank. my mind came clear again. so that we could hear her beat herself to pieces. and the next moment struck the reef with such a dunch as threw us all flat upon the deck. off a little isle they call Earraid. and as soon as I set my hand to work. and the sense of danger. for the skiff lay amidships and was full of hamper. ran over to assist them. Meanwhile such of the wounded as could move came clambering out of the fore-scuttle and began to help. The captain took no part. and the breaking of the heavier seas continually forced us to give over and hold on.threw the wind out of her sails. and the singing of the wind. and came near to shake Mr. His brig was like wife and child to him. She came round into the wind like a top. talking to himself and groaning out aloud whenever the ship hammered on the rock. but we all wrought like horses while we could. Riach and the seamen busy round the skiff. Presently I observed Mr. Sometimes the swell broke clean over us. It was no very easy task.

and then swallowed whole. there followed a sea so huge that it lifted the brig right up and canted her over on her beam. or my hold was too weak. for it was a land of the 11 . hold on!’ We knew by his tone that it was something more than ordinary. It was the spare yard I had got hold of. I cannot be made like other folk. Whether the cry came too late. for I would not like to write how often I went down. which helped me somewhat. All the time of our working at the boat. I found I was holding to a spar. looking across at the shore. when this man sang out pretty shrill: ‘For God’s sake. day by day. and he answered. what country it was. I went down. Presently. and then came up. and I was amazed Free eBooks at Planet eBook. that I was neither sorry nor afraid. All the while. Well. I know not. and the thing was so distracting to my wits. or how often I came up again. We had one of the wounded men told off to keep a watch upon the seas and cry us warning. and began to come to myself. and sure enough. he seemed to suffer along with her. and then down again. at the mishandling of poor Ransome. then. and beaten upon and choked. but at the sudden tilting of the ship I was cast clean over the bulwarks into the sea. I was being hurled along. we had the boat about ready to be launched. and got a blink of the moon. and drank my fill. it was the worst possible for him. And then all of a sudden I was in quiet water.looked on. but when it came to the brig. I remember only one other thing: that I asked Alan. They say a man sinks a third time for good.

there was no sound of any 1 Kidnapped . I was too far off and too low down to see. ‘if I cannot get as far as that. and began to feel that a man can die of cold as well as of drowning. What it was I had no guess. I now lay quite becalmed. it’s strange!’ I had no skill of swimming. which had carried me away so fast and tumbled me about so cruelly. I spied a tract of water lying between us where no great waves came.’ thought I to myself. which for the time increased my fear of it. Essen Water being small in our neighbourhood. I hailed her. but when I laid hold upon the yard with both arms. The sea was here quite quiet. but whether or not they had yet launched the boat. indeed. Sometimes the whole tract swung to one side. ‘Well. had flung out me and the spare yard upon its landward margin. but it was plain she was already out of cry. Hard work it was. but which yet boiled white all over and bristled in the moon with rings and bubbles. sometimes. but I now know it must have been the roost or tide race. for a glimpse. While I was hailing the brig. I could see in the moonlight the dots of heather and the sparkling of the mica in the rocks. it would all disappear and then boil up again. I had got well in between the points of a sandy bay surrounded by low hills. I soon begun to find that I was moving. and kicked out with both feet. as if tired of that play. and at last. She was still holding see how far I had travelled from the brig. but in about an hour of kicking and splashing. and mortally slow. like the tail of a live serpent. The shores of Earraid were close in.

com 1 . I was: tired as I never was before that night. though never with more cause. at least. But it was dry land. and when at last it grew so shallow that I could leave the yard and wade ashore upon my feet. and grateful to God as I trust I have been often. Both. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and I thought in my heart I had never seen a place so desert and I cannot tell if I was more tired or more grateful. the moon shone clear.

though it was about the hour of their first waking. struck me with a kind of fear. When I got to the top the dawn was come. Kidnapped 1 . which must have lifted from the reef and sunk. which put me in mind of my perils and those of my friend. not a cock crew. and though the wind was broken by the land. was nowhere to be seen. There was never a sail upon the ocean. between big blocks of granite. too.CHAPTER XIV THE ISLET W ith my stepping ashore I began the most unhappy part of my adventures. the whole way. There was no sound of man or cattle. or leaping from one to another. It was half-past twelve in the morning. only the surf broke outside in the distance. and beating my breast with infinite weariness. As soon as the day began to break I put on my shoes and climbed a hill — the ruggedest scramble I ever undertook— falling. and in a place so desertlike and lonesome. but took off my shoes and walked to and fro upon the sand. and in what I could see of the land was neither house nor man. bare-foot. There was no sign of the brig. The boat. To walk by the sea at that hour of the morning. it was a cold night. I dared not sit down (for I thought I should have frozen).

I was afraid to think what had befallen my shipmates. It was still the roughest kind of walking. and if ever I was heard of more. I was no wetter (for that could hardly be). I plumped in head over ears. with a thick mist. and afraid to look longer at so empty a scene. At first the creek kept narrowing as I had looked to see. and shivered. but had still no notion of the truth: until at last I came to a rising ground. But not three yards from shore. At this I scratched my head. and perhaps get news of those I had lost. I considered the sun would soon rise and dry my clothes. and it burst upon me all in a moment that I was cast upon a little barren isle. and my belly that now began to ache with hunger. indeed the whole. I had enough to trouble me without that. And at the worst. and as I had no means to get across. it was rather by God’s grace than my own prudence. but of the neighbouring part of Mull (which they call the Ross) is nothing but a jumble of granite rocks with heather in among. What with my wet clothes and 1 . it came on to rain. my way was stopped by a creek or inlet of the sea. so that my case was lamentable. Back I went to the narrowest point and waded in. and cut off on every side by the salt seas. I stood in the rain. So I set off eastward along the south coast. till it occurred to me that perhaps the creek was fordable. I must needs change my direction to go about the end of it. hoping to find a house where I might warm myself. and wondered what to do. not only of Earraid. which seemed to run pretty deep into the land. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. but presently to my surprise it began to widen out again. After a little. Instead of the sun rising to dry me.

I had borne up well until this last disappointment. Whether with the sea salt. and shelved gradually down. It was a weary tramp in all ways. and having lost another hope was the more unhappy. I saw it bobbing very quietly some twenty feet beyond. that I must pass it lightly over. to fetch and carry it back. across the top of the isle. But at that depth my feet began to leave me. so that I could wade out till the water was almost to my neck and the little waves splashed into my face. The time I spent upon the island is still so horrible a thought to me. and had to stop. and drink the peaty water out of the hags. and at the first glance. My case was very different. I must have cast myself down and given up. And now. With that I set off. all at once. and flung myself down upon the sands and wept. or because I was growing fevered. I came to the bay at last. more dead than alive. as if on purpose. and if hope had not buoyed me up. The sand was smooth and firm. the yard came in my head. In all the books I have read of people cast away. for the third time. I had nothing in my pockets but money 1 Kidnapped . I was distressed with thirst. as I went. What had carried me through the roost would surely serve me to cross this little quiet creek in safety. or a chest of things would be thrown upon the beach along with them. In I went. As for the yard. I thought the yard was something farther out than when I left it. and I durst venture in no farther. into the sea.but I was all the colder for this mishap. they had either their pockets full of tools. undaunted. but at that I came ashore.

and sometimes I was thrown into a miserable sickness. and when I lay down that night. some of the little shells that we call buckies. not knowing quickness to be needful. Perhaps they were out of season. I never knew what to expect when I had eaten. and revived my strength. and so hungry was I. All day it streamed 1 . I was as much short of knowledge as of means. sometimes all was well. There was no one part of it better than another. which at first I could scarcely strike from their places. Of these two I made my whole diet. devouring them cold and raw as I found them. it was all desolate and rocky.and Alan’s silver button. or perhaps there was something wrong in the sea about my island. The second day I crossed the island to all sides. besides. and lay for a long time no better than dead. But at least I had no sooner eaten my first meal than I was seized with giddiness and retching. nor could I ever distinguish what particular fish it was that hurt me. there was no dry spot to be found. and being inland bred. nothing living on it but game birds which I lacked the means to kill. But as long as I was on the island. I think periwinkle is the English name. A second trial of the same food (indeed I had no other) did better with me. and among the rocks of the isle I found a great plenty of limpets. I knew indeed that shell-fish were counted good to eat. the island ran like a sop. that Free eBooks at Planet eBook. But the creek. There were. my feet were in a bog. and the gulls which haunted the outlying rocks in a prodigious number. that at first they seemed to me delicious. between two boulders that made a kind of roof. or strait.

ancient church and the roofs of the people’s houses in Iona. I must have burst out weeping. when the tide was out I could gather a peck at a time: and this was doubtless a convenience. and think of the fireside and the company. but the turf roof of it had fallen entirely in. Altogether. I used to watch this smoke. But the other reason went deeper. the shell-fish on which I lived grew there in great plenty. I had good reasons for my choice. and the bay again opened into the Sound of Iona. from a little up the hillside over the bay. where fishers used to sleep when they came there upon their business. but still looked round me on all sides (like a man that was hunted). as if from a homestead in a hollow of the land.cut off the isle from the main-land of the Ross. It was the same with the roofs of Iona. between fear and hope that I might see some human creature coming. morning and evening. Now. and it was the neighbourhood of this place that I chose to be my home. There was in this part of the isle a little hut of a house like a pig’s hut. and helped me 1 Kidnapped . although it put a point on my own sufferings. though if I had thought upon the very name of home in such a spot. when I was wet and cold. And on the other hand. yet it kept hope alive. and had my head half turned with loneliness. so that the hut was of no use to me. this sight I had of men’s homes and comfortable lives. I saw smoke go up. and gave me less shelter than my rocks. opened out on the north into a bay. till my heart burned. What was more important. over the low country of the Ross. I could catch a sight of the great. I had become in no way used to the horrid solitude of the isle.

Charles the Second declared a man could stay outdoors more days in the year in the climate of England than in any other. though what should bring any creature to Earraid. and saved me from the sense of horror I had whenever I was quite alone with dead rocks. perhaps. But the second day passed. no help came near me. as wet as ever. and fowls. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. In the morning I saw a red deer. This was the day of incidents. It still rained. before he trotted off upon the other side. was more than I could fancy. I say it kept hope alive. but a little comforted. and within view of a church-tower and the smoke of men’s houses. but he had scarce seen me rise from under my rock. with a palace at his back and changes of dry clothes. and the cold sea. I supposed he must have swum the strait. But he must have had better luck on his flight from Worcester than I had on that miserable isle. standing in the rain on the top of the 1 . and with a cruel sore throat. yet it rained for more than twenty-four hours. a buck with a fine spread of antlers. by having said good-night to my next neighbours. and did not clear until the afternoon of the third day. It was the height of the summer. and the rain. and though as long as the light lasted I kept a bright look-out for boats on the Sound or men passing on the Ross. and indeed it seemed impossible that I should be left to die on the shores of my own country. This was very like a king. the people of Iona. and I turned in to eat my raw shell-fish (which had soon grown to be a disgust).

they kept back not only about a third of the whole sum. I had left the shore at Queensferry with near on fifty pounds. 10 Kidnapped . save when asleep. and clapped my hand to the place in a great hurry. my stockings in particular were quite worn through. It is true I picked up a third guinea a little after. the rightful heir of an estate.A little after. My clothes were beginning to rot. indeed my plight on that third morning was truly pitiful. which fell upon a rock in front of me and glanced off into the sea. not that ever I stayed in one place. When the sailors gave me my money again. This state of my affairs dashed me still further. as I was jumping about after my limpets. But this was to lock the stable door after the steed was stolen. I now saw there must be a hole. but my father’s leather purse. my strength had much abated. so that my shanks went naked. now I found no more than two guinea-pieces and a silver shilling. And yet the worst was not yet come. There is a pretty high rock on the northwest of Earraid. so that from that day out. my hands had grown quite soft with the continual soaking. that the very sight of it came near to sicken me. and my heart so turned against the horrid stuff I was condemned to eat. That made a fortune of three pounds and four shillings. I was startled by a guinea-piece. and. my throat was very sore. and now starving on an isle at the extreme end of the wild Highlands. for a lad. my misery giving me no rest. where it lay shining on a piece of turf. which (because it had a flat top and overlooked the Sound) I was much in the habit of frequenting. I carried my gold loose in a pocket with a button. English money.

and ran along the shore from rock to rock. those two fishers Free eBooks at Planet eBook. all of a sudden. crying on them piteously. But the boat never turned aside. when I could not reach the yard. and flew on. tearing up the turf with my nails. If a wish would kill men. I thought my heart would have burst. It set me thinking hopefully of my deliverance. as the sun came out. I shouted out. I wore myself down with continual and aimless goings and comings in the rain. On the south of my rock. They were near enough to hear — I could even see the colour of their hair. As soon. for they cried out in the Gaelic tongue. and I scanned the sea and the Ross with a fresh interest. even after they were out of reach of my voice. But this time I wept and roared like a wicked child. and when they were quite 11 . a coble with a brown sail and a pair of fishers aboard of it. and now. the second time. I could not believe such wickedness. and I be none the wiser. and laughed. a part of the island jutted out and hid the open ocean. came flying round that corner of the isle. when these fishers turned a deaf ear to my cries. Once. for Iona. The comfort of the sunshine is a thing I cannot tell. of which I had begun to despair. Well. I lay down on the top of that rock to dry myself. I still cried and waved to them. right before my eyes. and grinding my face in the earth. however.Indeed. All the time of my troubles I wept only twice. so that a boat could thus come quite near me upon that side. and there was no doubt but they observed me. and then fell on my knees on the rock and reached up my hands and prayed to them. bound for Iona.

I observed the night was falling dry. I should have done as well to fast. for I thought these men might have thought better of their cruelty and be coming back to my assistance. I had a fit of strong shuddering. clearness came upon me. But another disappointment. I thought I should have died. for my fishes poisoned me again. but with such loathing of the mess as I could now scarce control. as I thought. and as soon as I had thus made up my mind to the worst. The next day (which was the fourth of this horrible life of mine) I found my bodily strength run very low. and made my peace with God. which we have no name for either in Scotch or English. Sure enough. was more than I could bear. I was scarce back on my rock (where I went always the first thing after I had eaten) before I observed a boat coming down the Sound. my throat was so sore I could scarce swallow. I was in a better case than ever before. I must eat again. But the sun shone. my clothes were dried a good deal. and there came on me that dreadful sense of illness. I began at once to hope and fear exceedingly. and with her head. truly. which clucked my teeth together. forgiving all men.would never have seen morning. When I was a little over my anger. the air was sweet. I had all my first pains. in my direction. I turned my 1 Kidnapped . such as yesterday’s. and so I got to sleep at last. and what I managed to eat of the shell-fish agreed well with me and revived my courage. since I had landed on the isle. even my uncle and the fishers. with a thought of gratitude. and I should likely have died upon my island.

and at this he became very angry. I told him I had no Gaelic. and did not look again till I had counted many hundreds. they let down their sail and lay quiet. which the one had of a bright yellow and the other black. and what frightened me most of all. and my mouth was so dry. She was coming straight to Earraid! I could no longer hold myself back. All this time the boat was coming on. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. they drew no nearer in. and now I was able to perceive it was the same boat and the same two men as yesterday. as slowly as I could. my legs shook under me. who looked to be of a better class. I must wet it with the sea-water before I was able to shout. Then he stood up in the boat and addressed me a long while. my heart beating so as to hurt me. But now there was a third man along with them. The boat was still heading for the island. the new man tee-hee’d with laughter as he talked and looked at me. and I began to suspect he thought he was talking English. Listening very close. upon the sea. In spite of my supplications. I caught the word ‘whateffer’ several times. It is a marvel I was not drowned. The next time I counted the full thousand. from one rock to another. but ran to the seaside and out. speaking fast and with many wavings of his hand. And then it was out of all question. as far as I could go. As soon as they were come within easy 1 .back. accordingly. for when I was brought to a stand at last. but all the rest was Gaelic and might have been Greek and Hebrew for me. This I knew by their hair.

through which I dashed. The wonder was rather that they had ever guessed my pitiful illusion.’ Then I had a flash of hope. sure enough. instead of raging at my fate. I remembered he was always waving his hand towards the mainland of the Ross. ‘Tide. and got free. and taken the trouble to come back. can be entered and left twice in every twenty-four hours. either dry-shod. not above my knees. must have soon guessed the secret. A sea-bred boy would not have stayed a day on Earraid. I had 1 Kidnapped . which is only what they call a tidal islet.’ said I. It was no wonder the fishers had not understood me. ‘Yes.’ said he. and even watched for the ebbs. Even I. yes. ‘I told you I spoke English. This time I picked out another word. ‘Do you mean when the tide is out —?’ I cried. In about half an hour I came out upon the shores of the creek. ‘tide.’ says he. it was shrunk into a little trickle of water. to show him I had caught a word. and then he looked at the other men. ‘Yes. the better to get my shellfish — even I (I say) if I had sat down to think.’ and began again as hard as ever in the Gaelic.’ At that I turned tail upon their boat (where my adviser had once more begun to tee-hee with laughter). leaped back the way I had come. and set off running across the isle as I had never run before. from one stone to another. as much as to say. yes — yes. who had the tide going out and in before me in the bay.‘Whatever. and could not finish. or at the most by wading. yes. and except in the bottom of the neaps. and landed with a shout on the main island. and.

And even as it was. not only in past sufferings. scarce able to walk. and in great pain of my sore throat. being clothed like a beggar-man. a great many of both.starved with cold and hunger on that island for close upon one hundred hours. Free eBooks at Planet 1 . But for the fishers. I had paid for it pretty dear. I have seen wicked men and fools. I might have left my bones there. and I believe they both get paid in the end. but in my present case. in pure folly. but the fools first.

and big stone. was rugged and trackless. and on a mound in front of it. I aimed as well as I could for the smoke I had seen so often from the island. which I had now got upon. roofed with turf and built of unmortared stones.CHAPTER XV THE LAD WITH THE SILVER BUTTON: THROUGH THE ISLE OF MULL T he Ross of Mull. It was low and longish. Kidnapped 1 . an old gentleman sat smoking his pipe in the sun. There may be roads for them that know that country well. and brier. and had broken bread in that very house on the day after. but for my part I had no better guide than my own nose. and no other landmark than Ben More. and with all my great weariness and the difficulty of the way came upon the house in the bottom of a little hollow about five or six at night. like the isle I had just left. being all bog. he gave me to understand that my shipmates had got safe ashore. With what little English he had.

led me into his hut (it was no better) and presented me before his wife. for his clothes were dropping off his back) heard me all through with nothing but gravity and pity. At first I thought Alan might have lost his hat.’ said I. ‘dressed like a gentleman?’ He said they all wore rough 1 . that he was bareheaded like myself. and I told him my tale. This set me smiling.‘Was there one. yes!’ said I. ‘Why. and the old gentleman (not to be behind) brewed me a strong punch out of their country Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ He then asked me how I had fared. then. ‘Ah. and then the rain came in my mind. wore breeches and stockings. but this old gentleman (I call him so because of his manners. When I had done. by Torosay. And then the old gentleman clapped his hand to his brow. ‘I have a word for you. partly to think of his vanity in dress. in some wonder. no. the first of them. The good woman set oat-bread before me and a cold grouse.’ I asked. that you are to follow your friend to his country. and cried out that I must be the lad with the silver button. the one that came alone. ‘Well. A south-country man would certainly have laughed. partly because my friend was safe. while the rest had sailors’ trousers. but to be sure. as if she had been the Queen and I a duke. ‘and he would have a feathered hat?’ He told me. he took me by the hand. for she had no English. patting my shoulder and smiling to me all the time. and I judged it more likely he had it out of harm’s way under his great-coat.’ said the old gentleman.

but by putting a few stitches between the legs transformed it into a pair of 1 Kidnapped . or herding little kine about the bigness of asses. but I must have wandered nearly half the time. others. and carried their trousers on their backs like a useless burthen: some had made an imitation of the tartan with little parti-coloured stripes patched together like an old wife’s quilt. I could wish my own folk wilder. I could scarce come to believe in my good fortune. and the house. again. I met plenty of people. All the while I was eating. The punch threw me in a strong sweat and a deep slumber. though it was thick with the peat-smoke and as full of holes as a colander. grubbing in little miserable fields that would not keep a cat.spirit. and after that when I was drinking the punch. although I pressed him hard. Thought I to myself: ‘If these are the wild Highlanders. still wore the Highland philabeg. though I am free to own I was no sooner out of view of the house than I very jealously washed this gift of his in a wayside fountain.’ I not only started late. would take no money. The Highland dress being forbidden by law since the rebellion. seemed like a palace. Some went bare. The old gentleman. it was strange to see the variety of their array. my throat already easier and my spirits quite restored by good fare and good news. and it was near noon of the next day before I took the road. and gave me an old bonnet for my head. only for a hanging cloak or great-coat. True. and the people condemned to the Lowland habit. which they much disliked. the good people let me lie.

For our Lowland beggars — even the gownsmen themselves. they would give me a screed of the Gaelic that set me foolish. until I bethought me of the power of money in Free eBooks at Planet eBook. now that rapine was put down. would very civilly return you a boddle.trousers like a Dutchman’s. sea-bound isle. and the chiefs kept no longer an open house. To be 1 . where I asked admittance. I knew Torosay to be my destination. but instead of simply pointing in reply. and these few (unless they were of the brotherhood of beggars) not very anxious to place it at my service. flattering way with them. At last. What was much more to the purpose. and already very weary. about eight at night. for the law was harshly applied. this was no concern of mine. and was refused. who beg by patent — had a louting. and repeated the name to them and pointed. so it was small wonder if I went out of my road as often as I stayed in it. asked alms only to buy snuff (by their account) and would give no change. All those makeshifts were condemned and punished. And here again I marked a difference from my own part of the country. few had any English. country by—track as the one I followed) were infested with beggars. but in that out-of-the-way. in hopes to break up the clan spirit. and the roads (even such a wandering. But these Highland beggars stood on their dignity. They seemed in great poverty. I came to a lone house. and if you gave them a plaek and asked change. which was no doubt natural. except in so far as it entertained me by the way. there were few to make remarks and fewer to tell tales.

so there was nothing for it but to sit and hear Jacobite toasts and Gaelic songs. He was not alone in his poverty. for the next morning.’ For all that he was very courteous and well spoken. we must go five miles about to the house of what he called a rich man to have one of my guineas changed. The odd shilling he kept for himself. and held up one of my guineas in my finger and thumb. but I might have spared myself the pain. suddenly began to speak as clearly as was needful. only miserably poor and a great cheat. and driven me from his door by signals. and agreed for five shillings to give me a night’s lodging and guide me the next day to Torosay. This was perhaps a rich man for Mull. and a neighbour brought under contribution. who had been a witness to our bargain and to my payment of the five shillings. I was for getting angry. protesting he could ill afford to have so great a sum of money lying ‘locked up. fearing I should be robbed. and appealed to the rich man (Hector Maclean was his name). Thereupon. I slept uneasily that night. and vowed that no gentleman should leave his table after the bowl was brewed. the man of the house. made us both sit down with his family to dinner. he would have scarce been thought so in the south. for my host was no robber. and brewed punch in a fine china bowl. till all were tipsy and staggered off to the 10 Kidnapped .so poor a country. who had hitherto pretended to have no English. for it took all he had — the whole house was turned upside down. But Maclean had taken his share of the punch. before he could scrape together twenty shillings in silver. over which my rascal guide grew so merry that he refused to start.

com 11 . had we crossed the back of a hill. ‘and hersel’ will bring ye there. but my rascal guide got to the bottle at once. but I think it was rather for my misfortune.’ The impudent cheat answered me in the Gaelic that he had no English.bed or the barn for their night’s rest. he sat down upon the wayside Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and then (as you shall hear) only for a worse disappointment.’ I reflected awhile and then offered him two. which he accepted greedily.’ as he said.’ I said. Tell me what will bring it back? Is it more money you wish?’ ‘Five shillings mair. As long as we went down a heathery valley that lay before Mr. only grinned at me. ‘since you are going with me. and it was three hours before I had him clear of the house. at the end of which distance. The two shillings carried him not quite as many miles. and that a hill-top (which he pointed out) was my best landmark. and when I asked him the cause. Maclean’s house. ‘My fine fellow. and insisted on having in his hands at once ‘for luck. and got out of sight of the house windows. No sooner.’ said he. than he told me Torosay lay right in front. Next day (the fourth of my travels) we were up before five upon the clock. all went well. only my guide looked constantly over his shoulder. ‘I care very little for that. however.’ said I. ‘I know very well your English comes and goes.

To carry such a thing meant a fine of fifteen pounds sterling upon a 1 Kidnapped . it seemed dark and dangerous and secret. and. the knife. wished him a good morning. and lifted my hand to strike him. next. and struck him in the mouth with the right. put aside his knife with my left. he knew he could have no more of my money. and presently. it was against the law for him to carry. By good luck. He was quite blind. forgetting everything but my anger. ragged man. and set off upon my way. squatted back and grinned at me like a wildcat. and told me he was a catechist. First. ‘have you no more English?’ He said impudently. leaving him barefoot and disarmed. and he. I saw the steel butt of a pistol sticking from under the flap of his coat-pocket. ‘Ha!’ said I. But his face went against me. which should have put me at my ease. which was really a dagger. the brogues were worth in that country only a few pence. I chuckled to myself as I went. I overtook a great. In about half an hour of walk.and took off his brogues from his feet. and he but a little man. as we began to go on alongside. drawing a knife from his rags. I picked up both that and his brogues. lastly. his knife flew out of his hand as he fell. and he went down before me heavily.’ At that I boiled over. being sure I was done with that rogue. I was a strong lad and very angry. At that. for a variety of reasons. moving pretty fast but feeling before him with a staff. I was now red-hot. ‘No. I ran in upon him. like a man about to rest.

and when there were weepons in this country. now. Nor could I quite see why a religious teacher should go armed.’ he said. and will show grassy through the heather. striking right and left. and it’s hard at the foot of the hill. as if to make sure. ‘down there a burn is running. being for droves. and transportation to the colonies upon a second. and was glad he could not see my blushes. that the way runs by to Torosay. ‘where I know every stone and heather-bush by mark of head. that before the Act came out. at least.’ I had to own he was right in every feature. a little faltering. ‘In the Isle of Mull.’ I said I did not see how a blind man could be a guide. I will guide you to Torosay myself for a dram of brandy. ‘Was it too much?’ I asked. ‘Too much!’ cries he. At the mention of the five shillings he cried out so loud that I made up my mind I should say nothing of the other two. and my vanity for once got the heels of my prudence. and said his stick was eyes enough for an eagle.’ says he. I could shoot? Ay. could I!’ cries he. but at that he laughed aloud.first offence. I told him about my guide. See. ‘that’s 1 . for I was proud of what I had done. or what a blind man could be doing with a pistol. and the way here. Would ye believe me now. and told my wonder. ‘Ha!’ says he. is plainly trodden. and Free eBooks at Planet eBook. And give you the great pleasure of my company (me that is a man of some learning) in the bargain. ‘Why. and at the head of it there stands a bit of a small hill with a stone cocked upon the top of that.

and lied on in the dark. much better pleased to be alone than to travel with that man of learning. he knew nothing.’ I told him I had nothing of the sort. thought all was covered. sure enough. and these two. until he turned the end of a hill and disappeared in the next hollow. whether I could change a five-shilling piece for him (which he declared he had that moment in his sporran). He became at once very polite. and at last began to swear in Gaelic and to strike for my legs with his staff. and if he did not strike across the hill due south I would even blow his brains out. he cursed me once more in Gaelic and took himself off. and we kept changing sides upon that like ancers in a reel. Then I struck on again for Torosay. and gave him a wider berth. of whom I had just rid 1 Kidnapped . Then I told him that. We were now upon a sort of green cattle-track which crossed the hills towards Torosay. and after trying to soften me for some time. and all the time he kept edging up to me and I avoiding him. and indeed I took a pleasure in this game of blindman’s buff. I would show ye how it’s done. tapping with his stick. I watched him striding along. I had so plainly the upper-hand that my spirits rose. but the catechist grew angrier and angrier. This was an unlucky day. But by the better luck for me. He then began to question me cunningly.then with a leer: ‘If ye had such a thing as a pistol here to try with. and I could see the sun twinkle on the steel of the butt. I had a pistol in my pocket as well as he. but quite in vain. whether I was rich. his pistol stuck at that time quite plainly out of his pocket. where I came from. If he had known. through bog and brier.

At Torosay. who was a Maclean. This pleasant rivalry put us at once upon friendly terms. ‘when that is what he is. he can shoot by the ear at several yards.’ ‘The cream of it is. it appeared. ‘That is a very dangerous man. were the two worst men I met with in the Highlands. of a very high family. one after the other.’ says I. he shook his head. ‘that he called himself a catechist. and before he was drunk he read me a lampoon. or perhaps because the trade is idle and drunken.’ he said. I tried 1 . ‘Duncan Mackiegh is his name. where he easily beat me. in which I don’t know which of us did best. in very good Latin. but it was plain he had never seen or heard of it. as if by accident. with a sight of Alan’s button. and once of murder. sat up and watched him drink it). on the Sound of Mull and looking over to the mainland of Morven. until he was so tipsy that he wept upon my shoulder. perhaps as partaking of hospitality. and I sat up and drank punch with him (or to be more correct. and has been often accused of highway robberies. there was an inn with an innkeeper. and said I was lucky to have got clear off. for to keep an inn is thought even more genteel in the Highlands than it is with us. Indeed. He spoke good English. but with a very ill meaning. tried me first in French. and finding me to be something of a scholar.myself. he bore some grudge against the family and friends of Ardshiel. which he had made in elegiac verses upon a person of that house.’ ‘And why should he not?’ says he. and then in the Latin. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. When I told him of my catechist.

in four days and with little fatigue. 1 Kidnapped . and. ‘for he is always on the road. Indeed I was by far in better heart and health of body at the end of that long tramp than I had been at the beginning.’ At last. he showed me to a bed. doubtless. fifty miles as the crow flies.It was Maclean of Duart gave it to him because he was blind. that is a great temptation to the poor man.’ says my host. and I lay down in very good spirits. going from one place to another to hear the young folk say their religion. But perhaps it was a peety. having travelled the greater part of that big and crooked Island of Mull. when my landlord could drink no more. and (with my wanderings) much nearer a hundred. from Earraid to Torosay.

I was eager to come to private speech of Neil Roy. and the whole company giving the time in Gaelic boat-songs. and since Macrob was one of the names of Alan’s clansmen. and the people that passed the ferry with me were almost all of that clan. we could pull but two oars on one side. There was no wind. The men gave way. Both shores of the Sound are in the country of the strong clan of the Macleans. and the bright weather. was called Neil Roy Macrob. and the passage was a very slow affair. and as the boat was wretchedly equipped. But there was one melancholy part. however. on the other hand. The skipper of the boat. the passengers taking spells to help them. the passage was a pretty thing to have seen. with a good will.CHAPTER XVI THE LAD WITH THE SILVER BUTTON: ACROSS MORVEN T here is a regular ferry from Torosay to Kinlochaline on the mainland. and Alan himself had sent me to that ferry. and one on the other. In the crowded boat this was of course impossible. and the sea-air. In the mouth of Loch Free eBooks at Planet 1 . and the good-nature and spirit of all concerned. And what with the songs.

so that it sounded from all sides like a lament for the dying. and the circumstances and the music of the song (which is one called ‘Lochaber no more’) were highly affecting even to 1 Kidnapped . but the sea-beach also. even as they bent at the oars. weeping and reaching out their hands to my fellow-passengers. We put the ferry-boat alongside. it became plain she was a ship of merchandise. Then I understood this was an emigrant ship bound for the American colonies. both summer and winter. not only her decks. to prevent communication with the French. and the chief singer in our boat struck into a melancholy air. As we got a little nearer.Aline we found a great sea-going ship at anchor. who seemed near beside himself (and no great wonder) in the midst of this crying and confusion. among whom they counted some near friends. for they seemed to have no sense of time: but at last the captain of the ship. Yet nearer. the people on board and those on the shore crying and lamenting one to another so as to pierce the heart. and the exiles leaned over the bulwarks. were quite black with people. and there began to come to our ears a great sound of mourning. came to the side and begged us to depart. which was presently taken up both by the emigrants and their friends upon the beach. I saw the tears run down the cheeks of the men and women in the boat. and this I supposed at first to be one of the King’s cruisers which were kept along that coast. and what still more puzzled me. How long this might have gone on I do not know. and skiffs were continually plying to and fro between them. Thereupon Neil sheered off.

But if ye will pardon me to speak plainly. and that is the name of Alan Breck.myself. I would not hurt a hair upon his body. ‘I am seeking somebody. whatever! But if ye are the lad with the silver button. At Kinlochaline I got Neil Roy upon one side on the beach. instead of showing him the button. all is well. At this he drew back.’ And very foolishly. and said I made sure he was one of Appin’s men. and he made haste to give Free eBooks at Planet eBook. Neil on his part had no wish to prolong his dealings with me.’ said Neil.’ says he. only to fulfil his orders and be done with it.’ he said.’ I saw I had gone the wrong way to work. I sought to pass a shilling in his hand. ‘And what for no?’ said he. and there is a thing that ye would never do. ‘and this is not the way that one shentleman should behave to another at all. ‘Aweel. and without wasting time upon apologies. ‘and it comes in my mind that you will have news of him.’ said I.’ It was not very easy to apologise. showed him the button lying in the hollow of my 1 . and I have the word to see that ye come safe. ‘I am very much affronted. ‘and your belly full of shillings. for I could scarce tell him (what was the truth) that I had never dreamed he would set up to be a gentleman until he told me so. ‘there is a name that you should never take into your mouth. The man you ask for is in France. ‘and I think ye might have begun with that end of the stick. aweel. Alan Breck Stewart is his name. but if he was in my sporran. and that is to offer your dirty money to a Hieland shentleman.’ says he.

Campbells. to be set across one loch at Corran and another at Balachulish. and thought I could hardly be worse off. at Aucharn in Duror of Appin. and one end of the house became a running water. Places of public entertainment were bad enough all over Scotland in those days. as you hear. for I had not been half an hour at the inn (standing in the door most of the time. as I was soon to see. when I had to 10 Kidnapped . and then ask my way to the house of James of the Glens. full of smoke. There was a good deal of ferrying. I was not only discontented with my lodging. The inn at Kinlochaline was the most beggarly vile place that ever pigs were styed my route. the springs broke in a little hill on which the inn stood. to cross Morven the next day to Ardgour. the third day. But very wrongly. This was to lie the night in Kinlochaline in the public inn. It makes the country strong to hold and difficult to travel. but with myself for my mismanagement of Neil.’ to leave the road and lie in a bush if I saw any of the latter coming. but full of prodigious wild and dreadful prospects. the sea in all this part running deep into the mountains and winding about their roots. to conduct myself like a robber or a Jacobite agent. to ease my eyes from the peat smoke) when a thunderstorm came close by.’ and in brief. to avoid Whigs. as perhaps Neil thought me. and silent Highlanders. I had some other advice from Neil: to speak with no one by the way. vermin. and the ‘redsoldiers. yet it was a wonder to myself. who was warned that I might come. ‘for it was never chancy to meet in with them. and lie the night in the house of one John of the Claymore.

go from the fireside to the bed in which I slept. walking very slowly with his toes turned out. His name was Henderland. and held in great esteem. solemn man. as they were none of Alan’s. to evangelise the more savage places of the Highlands. for I observed many of them to bring out their mulls and share a pinch of snuff with him. wading over the shoes. For my good friend. as far. and dressed decently and plainly in something of a clerical style. Early in my next day’s journey I overtook a little. and though of course I could not tell what they discoursed about. and besides common countryship. our ways lying together as far as to Kingairloch. As we went. he spoke with the broad south-country tongue. I told him as far in my affairs as I judged wise. the minister of Essendean. stout. We fell in company at once. which I was beginning to weary for the sound 11 . yet I judged Mr. but of a different order from the blind man of Mull: being indeed one of those sent out by the Edinburgh Society for Propagating Christian Knowledge. and gave Balachulish as Free eBooks at Planet eBook. sometimes reading in a book and sometimes marking the place with his finger. had translated into the Gaelic in his by-time a number of hymns and pious books which Henderland used in his work. it was one of these he was carrying and reading when we met. Henderland must be well liked in the countryside. This I found to be another catechist. he stopped and spoke with all the wayfarers and workers that we met or passed. we soon found we had a more particular bond of interest. that is. Indeed.

Mr. the dress. I thought. the hiding priests and Jacobites. ‘It’s wonderful. I’m better wanting it. and he is a man much looked up to. and I wouldnae wonder! Ye’ll no carry such a thing as snuff. James Stewart in Duror (that’s him they call James of the Glens) is half-brother to Ardshiel. do ye.’ said he. and drives very hard. to meet a friend.the place I was travelling to. This moderation put it in my mind to question him of the Red Fox and the Appin tenants. the captain of the clan. (Ye don’t carry such a thing as snuff.) But these tenants (as I was saying) are doubtless partly driven to it. and especially because they had framed the Act more severely against those who wore the dress than against those who carried weapons. questions which. He said it was a bad business. He seemed moderate. And then there’s one they call Alan Breck—‘ ‘Ah!’ I cried. and might put him on the scent. here to-day and gone tomorrow: a fair heather-cat. ‘where the tenants find the money. for I thought Aucharn. and many other curiosities of the time and place. On his part. ‘what of him?’ ‘What of the wind that bloweth where it listeth?’ said Henderland. would seem natural enough in the mouth of one travelling to that country. Balfour? No. will ye?’ 1 Kidnapped . or even Duror. he told me much of his work and the people he worked among. blaming Parliament in several points. Well. the Disarming Act. ‘He’s here and awa. would be too particular. for their life is mere starvation. He might be glowering at the two of us out of yon whin-bush.

no perhaps Christian. as I was saying. Ay.’ says he.’ said he. and maybe. — Ye’ll perhaps think I’ve been too long in the Hielands?’ he added.’ said he. he would boggle at naething. and selfdenial that should put the like of you and me to shame. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. desperate customer. ‘If it is all fear upon both sides. and maybe is a far worse man.I told him no.’ said Mr. However. Mr. ‘but the business has gone back and forth. I care to hear no more of it. ‘But it seems strange ye shouldnae carry it. is a chield to be respected. and well kent to be James’s right hand. ‘It’s highly possible. sighing. Henderland. ‘that’s true. Balfour. I told him not at all. There’s something fine about it. There’s many a lying sneck-draw sits close in kirk in our own part of the country. this Alan Breck is a bold. than yon misguided shedder of man’s blood. ‘Ay. Campbell himself was a 1 . if a tenant-body was to hang back he would get a dirk in his wame. ‘Colin Campbell?’ says Henderland. by all that I hear. but humanly fine.’ ‘Na. Mr. ‘Yes.’ ‘You make a poor story of it all. Mr. Even Alan Breck.’ said I. ‘but there’s love too. that I had seen much to admire among the Highlanders. and that he had asked the same thing more than once. we might take a lesson by them.’ ‘And what is the King’s agent about?’ I asked. ay. Henderland. I hear?’ said I. It’s a fine blood. ‘Putting his head in a bees’ byke!’ ‘He is to turn the tenants out by force. and if he came to that. and stands well in the world’s eye. smiling to me. His life is forfeit already.

He’s King’s Factor upon both. ‘Well. I wouldnae be well pleased till I got him home again. James of the Glens rode to Edinburgh. But for all that. he’ll get his death by the other. For if Colin Roy can get his business done in folk say. Henderland after expressing his delight in my company. And then Colin Campbell has the sogers coming. nae doubt — they all hing together like bats in a steeple) and had the proceedings stayed. ‘I will make bold to call that sweet singer of our covenanted Zion’).’ ‘Do you think they’ll fight?’ I asked. the Appin Stewarts.’ says he. which doesnae seem wise by my humble way of it. They’re queer customers. Balfour (to be open with ye). Campbell’s (“whom. ‘And that’s the worst part of it. And now they tell me the first of the tenants are to flit to-morrow. day. until at last. First.’ says Henderland. which they call Mamore. It’s to begin at Duror under James’s very windows. and from both he has to drive out the tenants. it’s my belief that if he escapes the one lot. and had the upper-hand before the Barons of Exchequer.’ So we continued talking and walking the great part of the. if I was his lady wife. ‘No they. and satisfaction at meeting with a friend of Mr.’ said he. and which is one of the countries of the Camerons. And then Colin Campbell cam’ in again. Mr. Mr. ‘they’re disarmed — or supposed to be — for there’s still a good deal of cold iron lying by in quiet places. and got some lawyer (a Stewart.’ I asked if they were worse than their neighbours. and indeed. he has it all to begin again in the next country. proposed 1 Kidnapped .

and the whole place seemed solemn and uncouth. I was inclined to Free eBooks at Planet eBook. Campbell. and began ladling snuff into his nose in most excessive quantities. dashed into the room. for I had no great desire for John of the Claymore. To say truth. Doubtless it’s a great privation. and since my double misadventure. ‘I took a vow upon me that I wouldnae carry it. first with the guide and next with the gentleman skipper.’ As soon as we had eaten (and porridge and whey was the best of the good man’s diet) he took a grave face and said he had a duty to perform by Mr. the loch lay as still as a lake. only the gulls were crying round the sides of it. but shone on those of Appin on the farther. I stood in some fear of any Highland stranger. I was overjoyed. I think shame to mind it. Accordingly we shook hands upon the bargain.’ says he. and lie the night in his house a little beyond Kingairloch. and looked round upon me with a rather silly smile.that I should make a short stage. caught up a jar and a small horn-spoon. Henderland’s dwelling. The sun was already gone from the desert mountains of Ardgour upon the hither 1 . standing alone by the shore of the Linnhe Loch. than to my great surprise (for I was now used to the politeness of Highlanders) he burst rudely past me. but when I think upon the martyrs. ‘It’s a vow I took. and that was to inquire into my state of mind towards God. not only to the Scottish Covenant but to other points of Christianity. We had no sooner come to the door of Mr. and came in the afternoon to a small house. Then he had a hearty fit of sneezing.

1 Kidnapped . And though I was a good deal puffed up with my adventures and with having come off. out of a scanty store he kept in the turf wall of his house. as the saying is. goodness and humility. with flying colours. and both proud and glad to be there. But at last he was so earnest with me that I thought it the more mannerly part to let him have his way. and so left him poorer than myself. proud at him since the business of the snuff. Before we went to bed he offered me sixpence to help me on my way. we get none too much of them in this rough world among cold. at which excess of goodness I knew not what to do. There are two things that men should never weary of. but Mr. but he had not spoken long before he brought the tears into my eyes. Henderland had their very speech upon his tongue. yet he soon had me on my knees beside a simple. poor old man.

CHAPTER XVII THE DEATH OF THE RED FOX T he next day Mr. for people to care as much about as Alan did. the sun shone upon a little moving clump of scarlet close in along the water-side to the north. There was but one thing to 1 . very black and gloomy in the shadow of the clouds. The sea was here very deep and still. and had scarce a wave upon it. this of Appin. Henderland found for me a man who had a boat of his own and was to cross the Linnhe Loch that afternoon into Appin. Him he prevailed on to take me. rough and barren. A little after we had started. for he was one of his flock. and in this way I saved a long day’s travel and the price of the two public ferries I must otherwise have passed. The mountains on either side were high. It was much Free eBooks at Planet eBook. It was near noon before we set out. but all silver-laced with little watercourses where the sun shone upon them. a dark day with clouds. so that I must put the water to my lips before I could believe it to be truly salt. and the sun shining upon little patches. fishing. It seemed a hard country.

every now and then.of the same red as soldiers’ coats. there came little sparks and lightnings. but far more by the doubts of my mind. My boatman (who was an honest fellow and mindful of his promise to the catechist) would fain have carried me on to Balachulish. At last we came so near the point of land at the entering in of Loch Leven that I begged to be set on shore. Henderland’s and think upon my situation. as though the sun had struck upon bright steel. it was a sad sight to me. although this was but the second time I had seen King George’s troops. I asked my boatman what it should be. craggy side of a mountain that overhung the loch. growing on a steep. for I have heard it both ways) in Alan’s country of Appin. but as this was to take me farther from my secret destination. where was a spring. I sat down to eat some oat-bread of Mr. It had many openings and ferny howes. This was a wood of birches. What I ought to do. against the poor tenantry of the country. why I was going to join myself with an outlaw and a would-be murderer like Alan. I had no good will to them. and he answered he supposed it was some of the red soldiers coming from Fort William into Appin. or from something prophetic in my bosom. by the edge of which. and a road or bridle track ran north and south through the midst of it. too. Here I was not only troubled by a cloud of stinging midges. and was set on shore at last under the wood of Lettermore (or Lettervore. I insisted. whether I should not be acting more like a man of sense to tramp back to the south 1 Kidnapped . Well. and whether it was because of my thoughts of Alan.

As I was so sitting and thinking. I had seen his like before. and knew him at once to be a sheriff’s officer. and a net of lemons (to brew punch with) hanging at the saddle-bow. I would have known the tartan to be of the Argyle (or Campbell) colours. for he was in a breathing heat. The first was a great. red-headed gentleman. and presently after. and what Mr. as was often enough the custom with luxurious travellers in that part of the country. The second. Campbell or even Mr. who carried his hat in his hand and fanned himself. a sound of men and horses came to me through the wood. who brought up the tail. I saw four travellers come into view. which showed that his master was of a Highland family. and when the first came alongside of Free eBooks at Planet eBook. The way was in this part so rough and narrow that they came single and led their horses by the direct. I correctly took to be a lawyer. of an imperious and flushed face. by his decent black garb and white wig. I had no sooner seen these people coming than I made up my mind (for no reason that I can tell) to go through with my adventure. Henderland would think of me if they should ever learn my folly and presumption: these were the doubts that now began to come in on me stronger than ever. As for the fourth. and either an outlaw or else in singular good odour with the Government. This servant had a good-sized portmanteau strapped on his horse. The third was a servant. If I had been better versed in these 1 . since the wearing of tartan was against the Act. and wore some part of his clothes in tartan. at a turning of the road. by my own guidance and at my own charges.

’ said I. him they called the Red Fox.’ says the lawyer. I am King’s Factor upon several of these estates. and then. think ye?’ ‘Anyway. I must tell you.’ replies the Factor. and speers if I am on the way to Aucharn. and then to the lawyer: ‘Is he gathering his people. ‘we shall do better to bide where we are. while the two followers had halted about a stone-cast in the rear.’ says Glenure. ‘Mungo. and here is a young lad starts up out of the bracken. ‘And what seek ye in Aucharn?’ said Colin Roy Campbell of Glenure. ‘there’s many a man would think this more of a warning than two pyats. what does this honest man so far from his country? and why does he come seeking the brother of Ardshiel? I have power here. He stopped and looked at me.’ ‘If you are concerned for me. very well said. ‘The man that lives there. ‘I am neither of his people nor yours.’ ‘Why. ‘James of the Glens. ‘But if I may make so bold as ask.’ ‘Glenure. Here am I on my road to Duror on the job ye ken. for he it was that I had stopped. owing no man and fearing no man. I rose up from the bracken and asked him the way to Aucharn.’ 10 Kidnapped .’ said I.’ said he. turning to the lawyer. as I thought.’ said the other. and let the soldiers rally us. and have twelve files of soldiers at my back. a little oddly. but an honest subject of King George. ‘this is an ill subject for jesting.’ These two had now drawn close up and were gazing at me.

but I am no unfriend to plainness. to hasten the coming of the soldiers. on my side. The lawyer said never a word.’ says he. and he passed away. that went to the heart. as if in doubt. ‘O. like a child. ‘Well. And now the wounded man looked from one to another with scared eyes. and there was a change in his voice. With that he gave a great sigh. ‘that you were a hard man to drive. ‘I am dead. and I. the servant broke out into a great noise of crying and weeping. but his fingers slipped on the buttons. I am dead!’ he cried.’ said I. At last the lawyer laid down the dead man in his blood Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ He tried to open his clothes as if to look for the wound. at last. a little nettled. The lawyer had caught him up and held him in his arms.’ said he.‘I have heard a waif word in the country. several times 11 . ‘your tongue is bold. and with the very sound of it Glenure fell upon the road. the servant standing over and clasping his hands. But to-day — eh. I would have set ye right and bidden ye God speed. If ye had asked me the way to the door of James Stewart on any other day but this. The sheriff’s officer had run back at the first sound of the shot. but his face was as sharp as a pen and as white as the dead man’s.’ He still kept looking at me. Mungo?’ And he turned again to look at the lawyer. But just as he turned there came the shot of a firelock from higher up the hill. his head rolled on his shoulder. stood staring at them in a kind of horror. ‘Take care of yourselves.

and then he dipped behind a shoulder. the murderer was still moving away at no great distance. for he had no sooner done so than I began to scramble up the hill. and carried a long fowling-piece. crying out. ‘He’s an accomplice. ‘The murderer! the murderer!’ So little a time had elapsed. for that part was again very steep. with metal buttons. then he came out again on the upper side. I believe it was his movement that brought me to my senses. in a black coat. when a voice cried upon me to stand. and had got a good way up. and began to run. ‘Come you on!’ ‘Ten pounds if ye take that lad!’ cried the lawyer. and could see some part of the open mountain. I was at the edge of the upper wood. were beginning to struggle singly out of the lower wood. where I could see him climbing like a jackanapes. He was posted here to hold us in talk. and so now. I saw all the open part of the hill below me. quick look over his shoulder. the red-coats. ‘Why should I come back?’ I cried. All this time I had been running on my side. that when I got to the top of the first steepness.upon the road. The next moment he was lost in a fringe of birches. and on their left. and got to his own feet with a kind of stagger. crying and waving on me to come back. when I halted and looked back. ‘Here!’ I cried. musket in hand. The lawyer and the sheriff’s officer were standing just above the road.’ 1 Kidnapped . He was a big man. and I saw him no more. ‘I see him!’ At that the murderer gave a little.

Quarter of an hour later. some of them to run. and I. The thing. and set off running along the side of the mountain towards Balaehulish. now stooping behind low humps upon the mountain-side. [18]Duck. ‘Jock[18] in here among the 1 . 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. there came a great far-away cheering and crying of the soldiers. now crawling on all fours among the heather. and every time he did so. indeed it was no time for civilities. had come so suddenly. Indeed. Alan stopped. Only I remember seeing with wonder. Now we ran among the birches. like thunder out of a clear sky. Just inside the shelter of the trees I found Alan Breck standing. that I was all amazed and helpless. and as I did so. and I had neither time to think nor breath to speak with. The pace was deadly: my heart seemed bursting against my ribs. that Alan every now and then would straighten himself to his full height and look back. clapped down Free eBooks at Planet eBook. I heard the firelocks bang and the balls whistle in the birches. and quite another to run the peril of both life and character. He gave me no salutation. besides. The soldiers began to spread.At that word (which I could hear quite plainly. Indeed. it is one thing to stand the danger of your life.’ said a voice close by. like a sheep. and others to put up their pieces and cover me. with a fishing-rod. but I obeyed. I scarce knew what I was doing. to follow him. only ‘Come!’ says he. and still I stood.

only perhaps higher. my head so swam. for your life. ‘Now. Do as I do. 1 Kidnapped . and turned to me.flat in the heather. panting like a dog. till at last Alan threw himself down in the upper wood of Lettermore. my tongue so hung out of my mouth with heat and dryness. that I lay beside him like one dead. with his face in the bracken.’ And at the same speed. where I had found him at the first.’ said he. My own sides so ached. but now with infinitely more precaution. and lay. we traced back again across the mountain-side by the same way that we had come. ‘it’s earnest.

I would have rather lain alone in the rain on my cold isle. He rose. ruddy. than in that warm wood beside a murderer. signified but little. nor so much as lifted my face. I had seen murder done. and whether his was the hand that fired or only the head that ordered. still with my face in the bracken. ‘Are ye still wearied?’ he asked again.’ I said nothing.’ said I. By my way of 1 . jovial gentleman struck out of life in a moment. peered out a little. and a great. and yet that was but a part of my concern. and then returned and sat down. went to the border of the wood. I could not look upon his face. Here was murder done upon the man Alan hated.’ said he. here was Alan skulking in the trees and running from the troops.CHAPTER XVIII I TALK WITH ALAN IN THE WOOD OF LETTERMORE A lan was the first to come round. my only friend in that wild country was blood-guilty in the first degree. ‘Well. ‘No. I am not Free eBooks at Planet eBook. David. ‘yon was a hot burst. the pity of that sight was still sore within me. ‘no. I held him in horror.

‘Did ever ye hear tell of the story of the Man and the Good People?’ — by which he meant the fairies. it’s the least thing that ye should do. ‘nor do I want to hear it. Well. Mr. was cast upon a rock in the sea. and sent one flying that brought back the bairn in a poke[20] and laid it down beside the man where he lay sleeping. ye should ken. mighty gravely.’ said I. ‘The man. if he could just see his little bairn before he died! that at last the king of the Good People took peety upon him. Alan.’ He was silent for a little. but your ways are not mine. and if ye have only taken a distaste to my society. ‘If ye ken anything against my reputation. then says he.’ said I. and they’re not God’s: and the short and the long of it is just that we must twine. ‘I liked you very well. You and me must twine.’ says Alan. whatever.’[19] I said.wearied now. Balfour.’ ‘Alan. it will be proper for me to judge if I’m insulted. it seems the man cried so sore. ‘No.’ ‘With your permission. David. where it appears the Good People were in use to come and rest as they went through to Ireland. ‘what is the sense of this? Ye ken very well yon Campbell-man lies in his blood upon the road. 1 Kidnapped . for old acquaintance’ sake. The name of this rock is called the Skerryvore. I will tell it you.’ [19] Part.’ said Alan. ‘I will hardly twine from ye. without some kind of reason for the same. and I can speak. and it’s not far from where we suffered ship-wreck. So when the man woke. to let me hear the name of it. there was a poke beside him and something into the inside of it that moved.

to bring trouble on my 1 . But the temptation and the act are different. ‘I will tell you first of all. Mr. taking out his dirk and laying his hand upon it in a certain manner.’ said I. and there was his bairn dead. ‘that if I were going to kill a gentleman. Balfour of Shaws. Mr.’ [20] Bag.’ ‘I thank God for that!’ cried I.’ continued Alan. We may all be tempted. ‘but it sticks in my head that it was blue. but to take a life in cold blood. Alan!’ And I could say no more for the moment. ‘Do you mean you had no hand in it?’ cried I. ‘And here is a great deal of work about a Campbell!’ said he. He did not appear to see it. ‘I swear upon the Holy Iron I had neither art nor part. ‘that’s true!’ ‘And now. that I ken!’ ‘At least. and with a long fishing-rod upon my back. and for greater security. that you and the man are very much alike.’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook. I thank God again for that.’ said Alan cunningly.Well. and I would not go wanting sword and gun. he stuck his dirk throughout that poke before he opened it.’ said I. as one friend to another. Balfour. I am thinking to myself. ‘They are not so scarce. and offered him my hand. it seems he was one of these gentry that think aye the worst of things. for you know very well what you told me in the brig.’ ‘Well. ‘Do you know that man in the black coat?’ ‘I have nae clear mind about his coat.’ said Alan. ‘you cannot justly blame me. act nor thought in it. sitting up. it would not be in my own country. ‘And do you know who did it?’ I added.

and so ready to sacrifice himself for what he 1 Kidnapped . but for the lad that shot the bullet. But he looked so innocent all the time. ‘and that was. For if it was the other way round about. and we in his (as might very well have been).’ said he. half in a mind to laugh at his evasions. ‘I couldnae just conscientiously swear to him.’ said I. I gave Alan up. should be very mindful of the case of them that have. David. And that is the good Christianity.’ says he. that you exposed yourself and me to draw the soldiers. to be sure. ‘but I’ve a grand memory for forgetting. and was in such clear good faith in what he said. that we should get clear. David. Them that havenae dipped their hands in any little difficulty.’ ‘The better reason.’ ‘And yet there was one thing I saw clearly. You and me were innocent of that transaction.’ ‘Why. half angered.’ said Alan. ‘Not yet. ‘and so would any gentleman.’ ‘It’s very likely. ‘the innocent have aye a chance to get assoiled in court.’ ‘Can you swear that you don’t know him. ‘The innocent should surely come before the guilty.‘Blue or black.’ says Alan.’ I cried. ‘He gaed very close by me.’ When it came to this. since we were falsely suspected. did ye know him?’ said I. I think we would be a good deal obliged to him oursel’s if he would draw the soldiers. and the lad whom I couldnae just clearly see had been in our shoes. Alan?’ I cried. but it’s a strange thing that I should just have been tying my brogues. I think the best place for him will be the heather.

’ said I. and would have Free eBooks at Planet eBook. but it’s good enough.’ said Alan. with fifteen Campbells in the jurybox and the biggest Campbell of all (and that’s the Duke) sitting cocking on the bench. but must both flee that country: 1 . Well.deemed his duty.’ This frightened me a little. Alan’s morals were all tail-first. for he could forgive me anything. it’ll be tried in Inverara. and said we had not much time to throw away.’ said I. ‘This is a Campbell that’s been killed. and every one obliged to give a good account of himself. that my mouth was closed. saying surely I had cast a spell upon him. because he was a deserter. as Glenure found awhile ago at the roadside. I confess. in a country of Stewarts!’ ‘It’s all Scotland. David? The same justice.’ Whereupon he gave me both of his. the Campbells’ head place. Justice. I whiles wonder at ye. ‘I have no fear of the justice of my country. but he was ready to give his life for them. such as they were. Henderland’s words came back to me: that we ourselves might take a lesson by these wild Highlanders. ‘Alan. And here I offer ye my hand for the second time. willing to give him a little lesson. ‘I’ll not say it’s the good Christianity as I understand it. Mr. here I had taken mine. ‘O!’ says I. by all the world. Well. ‘Man.’ ‘As if this was your country!’ said he. because I was certainly involved in the murder. and I. ‘Or as if ye would be tried here. and the whole of Appin would now be searched like a chamber. Then he grew very grave.

and as he told me ‘to the Lowlands. Alan joined in. David. take my word and run. and laughed as merrily as myself. that I began to be afraid he might be right. Besides. nae doubt. ‘that you Low-country bodies have no clear idea of what’s right and wrong.’ I asked him whither we should flee. indeed it was but in one point that he exaggerated. Still. for. indeed. and their own chief the Justice General? But I have often observed. it mattered less than might appear. ‘the man’s a Whig. Alan made so sure there would be no question of justice in the matter. I was growing impatient to get back and have the upper-hand of my uncle. but I would never deny he was a good chieftain to his clan. Of all deaths.’ said he. ‘Hoot!’ said Alan. I would truly like least to die by the gallows. I cried out that he was unjust to the Duke of Argyle.’ I was a little better inclined to go with him. And what would the clan think if there was a Campbell shot. but it’s harder yet to lie shackled in a red-coat prison. and when I tell ye to run. when to my surprise. and naebody hanged. ‘we’re in the Hielands.frightened me more if I had known how nearly exact were Alan’s predictions. 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 10 Kidnapped . Nae doubt it’s a hard thing to skulk and starve in the Heather.’ At this I did at last laugh out aloud. ‘Na. na. though as the other four were equally in the Duke’s dependence. who (for all he was a Whig) was yet a wise and honest nobleman.’ says Alan. there being but eleven Campbells on the jury.

But if ye ask what other chance ye have. and brook many an empty belly.’ said I. man. Alan watched them. ‘I’ll go with you. It was a rough part. Looking out between the trees. can sit down and eat a bite. and we shook hands upon it. ‘they’ll be gey weary before they’ve got to the end of that employ! And so you and me. and heather. or we get clear! I tell ye this at the start. and doubtless thought that we were close in front of them.justice. and take a Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ said I. all hanging stone. or else hang. and your life shall be like the hunted deer’s. Ye maun lie bare and hard. little wee red soldiers were dipping up and down over hill and howe. Your bed shall be the moorcock’s. There was no cheering now. for it’s a life that I ken well. but they still stuck to the trail. and away at the far end towards Balachulish. 11 . I answer: Nane.’ says Alan. Alan. running down exceeding steep into the waters of the loch.’ said he. ‘Ay. ‘it’s no small thing. for I think they had other uses for what breath was left them. and growing smaller every minute. Either take to the heather with me. ye shall taigle many a weary foot. and breathe a bit longer.’ ‘And that’s a choice very easily made. smiling to himself. and big scrogs of birchwood. David. ‘I’ll chance it.’ said Alan. we could see a great side of mountain. and ye shall sleep with your hand upon your weapons.’ ‘But mind you. ‘And now let’s take another keek at the red-coats. and he led me to the north-eastern fringe of the wood.

when there came a second wave greater than the first. so that the stern had hitherto been lowest. those still on the brig had got the skiff launched. Partly as we so sat. and the bows plunged under the sea. James of the Glens. and my arms. the water began to pour into the fore-scuttle like the pouring of a mill-dam. and partly afterwards. When she had struck first. each of us narrated his adventures. and would certainly have sent her to the bottom. and houseless mountains. and lost me. we’ll cry. wild. on the way to Aucharn. It was this that put him in some hope I would maybe get to land after all. and with that. such as I was now condemned to wander in with my companion.dram from my bottle. 1 Kidnapped . where I must get my clothes. it had been bows-on. David. and saw me again. Then we’ll strike for Aucharn. But now her stern was thrown in the air. and I shall here set down so much of Alan’s as seems either curious or needful. and then. It appears he ran to the bulwarks as soon as the wave was passed. saw me. the house of my kinsman. Fortune!’ and take a cast among the heather. and heaved the brig out of her place. and at last had one glimpse of me clinging on the yard. ‘Forth. and money to carry us along. in a place whence we could see the sun going down into a field of great. and one or two were on board of her already.’ So we sat again and ate and drank. In the meanwhile. as I tumbled in the roost. and made him leave those clues and messages which had brought me (for my sins) to that unlucky country of Appin. had she not struck and caught on some projection of the reef.

that he had been the means of losing the brig and drowning all their comrades. it was him that took up the clubs for me. and that here was both revenge and wealth upon a single cast. They hung back indeed. Never a word they spoke as they pulled ashore. and the sailors began to spread out and come behind him. and that with such harrowing cries that all who were on deck tumbled one after another into the skiff and fell to their oars. and she seemed to sail in chase of them.’ said I. but Hoseason was like a fiend.’ said Alan. and bade them lay hands upon Alan. and these. as if a hand was drawing her. ‘Ay’ said Alan. but they had scarce set foot upon the beach when Hoseason woke up. For there were still two men lying impotent in their bunks. and the sea closed over the Covenant of Dysart. even to tell what followed. that he had a great sum about him. and presently she drew down and down. asked the men if they werenae feared Free eBooks at Planet eBook.It took the colour out of Alan’s face. seeing the water pour in and thinking the ship had foundered. ‘And 1 . They were not two hundred yards away. having little taste for the employment. crying that Alan was alone. being stunned with the horror of that screaming. began to cry out aloud. ‘Riach! Well. as if out of a muse. It was seven against one. and at that the brig lifted clean over the reef. ‘the little man with the red head — I havenae mind of the name that he is called. in that part of the shore there was no rock that Alan could set his back to. her canvas filled for a moment.’ ‘Riach. but settling all the while. when there came a third great sea.

‘He has some spunks of decency. Riach’s stature.’ ‘What do you mean by that?’ said I. The last that I saw they were all in a knot upon the beach. to say the truth. and. If it hadnae been for that I would have waited and looked for ye mysel’. But I thought it would be better no to wait. But how did Hoseason take it?’ ‘It sticks in my mind that he would take it very ill. and indeed I thought it was a good observe. and ran. and I’m thinking that would be the cause of it. ‘he was kind to me in his way. they didnae sto p to fash with me! Ye should have seen them linking for the beach! And when they got 1 Kidnapped . like folk that were not agreeing very well together.’ said I.’ ‘Well. David. says he ‘Dod. the fists were going.’ said he. ‘for he was as keen as any of the rest at the beginning.’ said Alan.’ That’s none such an entirely bad little man. let alone giving a hand to the little man.’ said Alan. I’ll put my back to the Hielandman’s mysel’.) ‘So. yon little man with the red head. the one was not much smaller than the other.’ (It was droll how Alan dwelt on Mr. I would think so. which is no good company for a gentleman like me.of a judgment.’ ‘And so he was to Alan. ‘and by my troth.’ ‘Well.’ says I. ‘Well. the loss of the ship and the cries of these poor lads sat very ill upon the man. ‘and I saw one man go down like a pair of breeks. and whenever I met in with any one I cried out there was a wreck ashore. ‘I set my best foot forward. for. Ye see there’s a strip of Campbells in that end of Mull.’ says Alan.’ says he. Man. ‘But the little man cried to me to run. I found his way a very good one! But ye see. continuing.

and would soon have found ye. for if any wreck had come ashore they would have hunted high and low. I’m thinking it was a judgment on the clan that the brig went down in the lump and didnae break.’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook. which is aye good for a 1 . But it was a very unlucky thing for you.there they found they had had the pleasure of a run. that same.

and how. It seemed a house door stood open and let out a beam of fire and candle-light. I could by no means see how he directed himself. as if the bearers were affrighted. which had broken up in the afternoon. and the clouds. all the moving torches came to a stand. about half-past ten of the clock. The way we went was over rough mountainsides. settled in and thickened. At last. and he would ken well enough no soldiers would find the way that we came.CHAPTER XIX THE HOUSE OF FEAR ight fell as we were walking. extremely dark.’ said Alan. he would be in a bonny mess. ‘James must have tint his wits. in a particular manner. It was strange to see how.’ Hereupon he whistled three times. ‘If this was the soldiers instead of you and me. at the first sound of it. and all round the house and steading five or six persons were moving hurriedly about. each carrying a lighted brand. so that it fell. and though Alan pushed on with an assured manner. But I dare say he’ll have a sentry on the road. for the season of the year. the bustle began again as 1 Kidnapped N . and saw lights below us. at the third. we came to the top of a brae.

‘This has been a dreadful accident. from which they brought out guns.’ And he wrung his hands. we came down the brae. Alan.’ [21]Blame. putting his arm through mine. Colin Roy is dead.’ he added. Some were on ladders.’ said Alan. and a laird in his country too. and by the sound of mattock blows from somewhere farther down the brae. swords. others carried them away. and I am a man that has a family. and who’s to bear the wyte[21] of it? The accident fell out in Appin — mind ye that. This is him. I wish he was alive again! It’s all very fine to blow and boast beforehand. ‘It will bring trouble on the country. who cried out to Alan in the Gaelic. While this was going on I looked about me at the servants.’ he cried. digging in the thatch of the house or the farm buildings. and different weapons of war. and be thankful for that!’ ‘Ay’ said James. I suppose they buried them. handsome man of more than fifty. and were met at the yard gate (for this place was like a well-doing farm) by a tall. ‘and by my 1 . ‘ye must take the sour with the sweet.before. ‘Hoots!’ said Alan. ‘James Stewart. but now it’s done. ‘a young gentleman of the Lowlands. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. Having thus set folks’ minds at rest. the next he had turned to Alan. but I am thinking it will be the better for his health if we give his name the go-by. ‘I will ask ye to speak in Scotch.’ James of the Glens turned to me for a moment. for here is a young gentleman with me that has nane of the other. Alan. it’s Appin that must pay. man. and greeted me courteously enough.

1 Kidnapped . men struggled together for the same gun and ran into each other with their burning torches. smiling and talking at first in a very hospitable manner.Though they were all so busy.’ ‘Bury my French clothes!’ cried Alan. and James was continually turning about from his talk with Alan. and sat down with me at table. and these. their speech sounded both anxious and angry. I am thinking. ‘Troth. I believe. will be your ain French clothes. We’ll be to bury them. no!’ And he laid hold upon the packet and retired into the barn to shift himself. The faces in the torchlight were like those of people overborne with hurry and panic. ‘They’ll search Appin with candles. to cry out orders which were apparently never understood. and back into his private terrors. there prevailed no kind of order in their efforts. he sat frowning and biting his fingers.’ said James. ‘We’re just setting the house in order. and it has often made me smile to think how Alan’s instinct awoke at the mere sight of it. and we must have all things straight. But presently the gloom returned upon him. Alan. It was about this time that a lassie came out of the house carrying a pack or bundle. in his frightened and somewhat fawning way. ‘What’s that the lassie has?’ he asked. ye see. James carried me accordingly into the kitchen. and then gave me but a word or two and a poor smile. only remembered me from time to time. and though none spoke above his breath. We’re digging the bit guns and swords into the moss. recommending me in the meanwhile to his kinsman.

the young man answering nothing. This was all wretched for a stranger like myself to hear and see. though (to be sure) they were now grown almost too battered and withered to deserve the name of fine. and I was right glad when Alan returned.’ A little after he observed his son burning a paper which he thought should have been kept. throwing her apron over her face and sobbing out louder than before. with her face in her hands. and begged my permission to be so unmannerly as walk about. his eldest son was crouched upon the floor.His wife sat by the fire and wept. ‘but I can think of nothing but this dreadful accident. in a blind hurry of fear. ‘Do you wish to hang your father?’ and forgetful of my presence. all the while a servant lass with a red face was rummaging about the room. At last James could keep his seat no longer. and whimpering as she went.’ says he. carried on at him a long time together in the Gaelic. He struck the lad repeatedly. and the trouble it is like to bring upon quite innocent persons. ‘Are you gone gyte?’[22] he cried. only the wife. looking like himself in his fine French clothes. and cry for orders. ‘I am but poor company 1 . and every now and again one of the men would thrust in his face from the yard. and at that his excitement burst out so that it was painful to witness. [22] Mad. at the name of hanging. running over a great mass of papers and now and again setting one alight and burning it to the bitter end. I was then taken out in my turn Free eBooks at Planet eBook. sir.

They’re sure to get wind of another of the sons. for it seemed understood that I was to fly with him. Money. Alan’s belt having been despatched by another hand.’ said he. an iron pan. ‘This’ll no do. If it falls on you. Ye see. that he could only scrape together three-and-fivepence-halfpenny. and as for James. we were ready for the heather. ‘Ye must find a safe bit somewhere near by. sure to lay on ye the wyte of this day’s accident. By the time I came back Alan must have told his story. And if it comes on me——‘ he paused. a bag of oatmeal. though I professed my inability to use the former. it appears he had brought himself so low with journeys to Edinburgh and legal expenses on behalf of the tenants. that trusty messenger had no more than seventeen-pence to his whole fortune. Alan. and a pair of Highland brogues made of deer-leather. and by my way of it. and they were all busy upon our equipment.’ said Alan. ‘and get word sent to me. and with these. with a white face. This is no time to be stayed for a guinea or two. They gave us each a sword and pistols. ye’ll have to get this business prettily off. sure to seek ye. but after a little practice very easy to the feet. and bit his fingers. it falls on me that am your near kinsman and harboured ye while ye were in the country. and a bottle of right French brandy. and given that change of clothing of which I had stood so long in need. rather strange at first. and some ammunition. indeed. was lacking. the most of it in coppers. I had about two guineas left. 10 Kidnapped .’ said James. ‘It would be a painful thing for our friends if I was to hang.

’ said he. ay. ‘It’s a day that sticks in my throat. For with all that I have said and that you have said. striking his hand upon the wall so that the house rang again. follow me out. man!’ cried James.’ said Alan. do ye mark that? Well. Alan — say that ye see that!’ I thought Alan flushed a bit. will I! It’s a sore thing to do between such near 11 . Alan — ay. too. if I would only have listened to him. man—man Alan! you and me have spoken like two fools!’ he cried. Alan. ‘if they lay me by the heels. too.’ ‘But see here. and clear of Scotland — you and your friend from the Lowlands.’ says Alan. I’ll see that I’ll have to get a paper out against ye mysel’. ‘and my friend from the Lowlands here’ (nodding at me) ‘gave me a good word upon that head. Alan.‘It would be an ill day for Appin. man. Ye see that. ‘Well. ‘Ay’ said Alan. ‘I see that.’ said James. throwing his head back. For I’ll have to paper your friend from the Lowlands. and ye’ll. Do ye see that?’ [23] Blame. have to offer a reward for ye. ‘This is unco hard on me that brought him here. He spoke with a pleading earnestness. and that’s true. man.’ ‘And ye’ll have to be clear of the country. ‘Look things in the face! Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ said James. it’s then that you’ll be needing the money. but if I get the dirdum[23] of this dreadful accident. James. ‘O man. ‘It’s like making me a traitor!’ ‘Now. I’ll have to fend for myself. returning to his former manner. taking Alan by the breast of the coat. it will look very black against the two of us.

what matters if I paper him too? And then. after a little pause on both sides. Alan. bidding me 1 Kidnapped . Alan. and all the time.’ But I thought he seemed crestfallen. set the hunt on him.’ But at this both Alan and James cried out in horror. and let honest. innocent folk show their faces in safety. for all the world as if he had really known my name and was foregoing some advantage. as ye call it. no.He’ll be papered anyway. ‘Well. and what he looked like. I dare say.’ cried Alan. and his age. ‘what say ye to.’ said James. sternly. and that is on the man who fired the shot. turning to me.’ ‘Nor yet they shallnae. indeed. ‘that naebody kens his name. it’ll be a jury of Campbells. sir’ says Alan. Paper him. ‘There’s one thing. and the like? I couldnae well do less. Alan. Mungo Campbell’ll be sure to paper him.’ said he. Alan! There’s my hand on that.’ cried James. ‘No.’ ‘I have but one word to say. But the plain common-sense is to set the blame where it belongs.’ ‘I wonder at your father’s son. and the gallows in the background. ‘But just the habit he was in. ‘for to all this dispute I am a perfect stranger. ‘And. that? Ye are here under the safeguard of my honour. no: the habit he took off — the habit Mungo saw him in.’ said I. and in the jury-box. and it’s my part to see nothing done but what shall please you.’ And then. saw the faces of his hereditary foes on the bench. ‘Would ye sell the lad with a gift? Would ye change his clothes and then betray him?’ ‘No. I am a man that has a family.’ said Alan. he was clutching at every straw. musingly.

then. ‘paper me. and. they will paper me. and as long as my heart beats under my 1 . I will not stumble at the risk. with such innocent earnestness. Alan. paper King George! We’re all three innocent. But in this I saw I was wrong. as soon as my back is turned. and that seems to be what’s wanted. as they call it. I will keep it. it must have been a Cameron from Mamore that did the act) and if I did not see that the lad might be caught? ‘Ye havenae surely thought of that?’ said they. Stewart leaped out of her chair. and burst once Free eBooks at Planet eBook. my lad. for I had no sooner said the words.’ I thought it best to put a fair face on my consent.hold my tongue. ‘I am Alan’s friend. ‘But for this lad that has come here and seen us at our worst.’ said I. and think of it. and bless it. ‘my heart is wae not to have your name. it was no more than your bounden duty. came running over to us. if you please. paper Alan. whether I consent or not. that my hands dropped at my side and I despaired of argument. and wept first upon my neck and then on Alan’s. than Mrs. and asking me what the Camerons would think? (which confirmed me. blessing God for our goodness to her family. recovering from my little fit of annoyance.’ she said. and seen the goodman fleeching like a suitor.’ she says.’ said I to James. But at least. and if I can be helpful to friends of his. sir. ‘Very well. for I saw Alan troubled. ‘As for you. but I have your face.’ And with that she kissed me. besides (thinks I to myself). for that was not to be thought of. him that by rights should give his commands like any king — as for you.

more into such sobbing. and it behoves you and me to the sooner be gone. in a fine mild dark night. a fine riding of dragoons. hoot. Thereupon we said farewell.’ [24] The rallying-word of the Campbells. and to-morrow there’ll be a fine to-do in Appin. 1 Kidnapped . and over much the same broken country as before.’ said Alan. and set out again. ‘The day comes unco soon in this month of July. looking mighty silly. that I stood abashed. and crying of ‘Cruachan!’[24] and running of red-coats. ‘Hoot. bending somewhat eastwards.

This was to pass the news. day began to come in while we were still far from any shelter. In the others. the news was received with more of consternation than surprise. which. and as it drew on to morning. hidden in quiet places of the hills.CHAPTER XX THE FLIGHT IN THE HEATHER: THE ROCKS ometimes we walked. was so much of a duty that Alan must pause to attend to it even while fleeing for his life. that country appeared to be a desert. When we came to one of these. Alan would leave me in the way. sometimes ran. For all our 1 S . It found us in a prodigious valFree eBooks at Planet eBook. walked ever the less and ran the more. in that country. Though. upon its face. yet there were huts and houses of the people. that in more than half of the houses where we called they had heard already of the murder. as well as I could make out (standing back at a distance and hearing a strange tongue). and so well attended to by others. and go himself and rap upon the side of the house and speak awhile at the window with some sleeper awakened. of which we must have passed more than twenty.

When I saw where I was. Wild mountains stood around it. that it may have been the valley called Glencoe. and I put my hand over my 1 Kidnapped . But for the details of our itinerary. So there we stood. there grew there neither grass nor trees. The first peep of morning. where the massacre was in the time of King William. but jumped clean upon the middle rock and fell there on his hands and knees to check himself. and there hung over the lynn a little mist of spray. and the names of such places as I asked and heard being in the Gaelic tongue and the more easily forgotten. and I could see Alan knit his brow. our pace being so hurried. in a part where the river was split in two among three rocks.ley. for that rock was small and he might have pitched over on the far side.’ he said. I am all to seek. strewn with rocks and where ran a foaming river. and I have sometimes thought since then. side by side upon a small rock slippery with spray. then. ‘This is a place they’re bound to watch. It went through with a horrid thundering that made my belly quake.’ And with that he ran harder than ever down to the waterside. and the river dinning upon all sides. there came on me a deadly sickness of fear. now by great detours. our time of journeying usually by night. ‘This is no fit place for you and me. showed us this horrible place. I had scarce time to measure the distance or to understand the peril before I had followed him. and he had caught and stopped me. a far broader leap in front of us. Alan looked neither to the right nor to the left. our way lying now by short cuts.

and I must stagger to my feet and run after him. leaped over the farther branch of the stream. then by the collar. I bent low on my knees and flung myself forth. and his mouth to my ear. only I saw his face was red with anger. I had a stitch that came near to overmaster me. I was now alone upon the rock. but set off running again for his life. and forced me to drink about a gill. I had this good example fresh before me. which sent the blood into my head again. first by the hair. and I was sliddering back into the lynn. I saw he was speaking. Never a word he said. The same look showed me the water raging by. Sure enough. the brandy was singing in my ears. and when at last Alan paused under a great rock that stood there among Free eBooks at Planet eBook. but now I was sick and 1 . caught again. The next minute Alan had set the brandy bottle to my lips. I kept stumbling as I ran. slipped again. I had been weary before. and landed safe. ‘Hang or drown!’ and turning his back upon me. which gave me the more room. Alan took me and shook me. and partly drunken with the brandy. I should never leap at all. he shouted. and that he stamped upon the rock. Then. but the roaring of the falls and the trouble of my mind prevented me from hearing. with that kind of anger of despair that has sometimes stood me in stead of courage. it was but my hands that reached the full length. these slipped. and just wit enough to see that if I did not leap at once. putting his hands to his mouth. when Alan seized me. and the mist hanging in the air: and with that I covered my eyes again and shuddered.eyes. and with a great strain dragged me into safety.

that I knew that he was in mortal fear of some miscarriage. silent frenzy of hurry. both some twenty feet high. where as many as three or four men might have lain hidden. and it was only at the third trial. Even now we were on the rock he said nothing. Then I saw why we had come there. ‘Ay’ said he. I scrambled up beside him. that he secured a lodgment. which went from one side to another.a number of others. ‘now we have a chance. nor so much as relaxed the frowning look upon his face. but nowhere the smoke of a house. made a kind of dish or saucer. which was bestrewed with rocks. clear. Once there. but clapped flat down. and had run and climbed with such a savage. and keeping only one eye above the edge of our place of shelter scouted all round the compass. Then at last Alan smiled. The dawn had come quite. and made white falls. nor any living creature but some eagles screaming round a cliff. and its bottom. and then by standing on my shoulders and leaping up with such force as I thought must have broken my collar-bone. it was none too soon for David Balfour.’ and then looking 1 Kidnapped . A great rock I have said. and with the aid of that and a pair of shallow footholds in the rock. we could see the stony sides of the valley. but by rights it was two rocks leaning together at the top. and at the first sight inaccessible. being both somewhat hollow on the top and sloping one to the other. for the two rocks. he let down his leathern girdle. Even Alan (though you may say he had as good as four hands) failed twice in an attempt to climb them. and the river. All this while Alan had not said a word.

[25]Brisk.’ said he. we lie here in some danger and mair discomfort. Ye may think that a small matter. if he would pour out the 1 .’ I asked him why. or in my poor opinion. For first of all I take a wrong road. At this I suppose I coloured with mortification. but before it comes night.’ says he. ye’ll give me news of it.’ said Alan. ye would still be cocking on yon stone. ‘ye may have observed (you that’s a man of so much penetration) that Alan Breck Stewart was perhaps walking quicker than his ordinar’. and here we lie for a long summer’s day with naething but neat spirit. And then there was water there. it’s me. ‘Hoots! small blame to ye! To be feared of a thing and yet to do it. for he added at once. no.’ I was anxious to redeem my character. ‘I wouldnae waste the good spirit either. for a man that has been so much among the heather as myself) I have come wanting a water-bottle. ‘Why.’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘it’s no you that’s to blame. and that in my own country of me with some amusement. and thanks to that. And what’s mair. is what makes the prettiest kind of a man. and offered. so that the day has caught us where we should never have been.’ said he. David. to run down and fill the bottle at the river. ‘I have proved myself a gomeral this night. ‘Ye’re no very gleg[25] at the jumping. ‘It’s been a good friend to you this night.’ says he. No. And next (which is the worst of the two. and water’s a thing that dauntons even me.

and found Alan’s hand pressed upon my mouth. the last thing I heard was still the crying of the eagles. then. I lay down to sleep. and very hot. cloudless. ‘Wheesht!’ he whispered. with the sun sparkling on his arms. some planted like the first.’ said I. All the way down along the river-side were posted other sentries. The valley was as clear as in a picture. a little peaty earth had drifted in between the top of the two rocks.’ Accordingly. lad. there widelier scattered. ‘Well. the infantry 10 Kidnapped . ‘and why not?’ He peered over the edge of the rock.’ ‘Was I so?’ said he. some on the ground level and marching and counter-marching. ‘you were running fit to burst.’ ‘Well. ‘Ye were snoring. Higher up the glen. so as to meet half-way. surprised at his anxious and dark face. and signed to me to do the like. here near together. And now here is enough said. and near by. at which some were cooking. gang you to your sleep. I dare say it would be nine in the morning when I was roughly awakened. there was nae time to be lost. and some bracken grew there. on places of command.‘You!’ I cried. where the ground was more open. About half a mile up the water was a camp of red-coats. It was now high day. a big fire blazed in their midst. whom we could see in the distance riding to and fro. on the top of a rock about as high as ours. to be a bed to me. there stood a sentry. ye may depend upon it. and I’ll watch. the chain of posts was continued by horse-soldiers. Lower down.

the sun beat upon us cruelly. which had lain so solitary in the hour of dawn. and. ‘Ye see. which was indeed like the position of that saint that was martyred on a gridiron. they could easy spy us with a glass. They began to come in about two hours ago. ‘Lie here. the rock grew so heated. was only large enough for one at a time. I should have suffered so 11 . but as the stream was suddenly swelled by the confluence of a considerable burn. and only watched the fords and stepping-stones. they were more widely set.’ ‘And what are we to do till night?’ I asked. which kept cooler. and ducked again into my place. ‘and birstle. I took but one look at them. and the little patch of earth and fern.’ was indeed the most of the story of the day that we had now to pass. a man could scarce endure the touch of it. bristling with arms and dotted with the red coats and breeches. If they get up the sides of the hill. and it ran in my mind how strange it was. we’ll try our hand at getting by them.continued.’ says he. but if they’ll only keep in the foot of the valley. You are to remember that we lay on the bare top of a rock. come night. first from cold upon my island and now from heat upon Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and. we’ll do yet. It was strange indeed to see this valley.’ said Alan. We took turn about to lie on the naked rock. man! but ye’re a grand hand at the sleeping! We’re in a narrow place. Davie: that they would watch the burn-side. ‘this was what I was afraid of.’ That one good Scotch word. The posts are thinner down the water. that in the same climate and at only a few days’ distance. ‘birstle. like scones upon a girdle.

My surprise was all the greater to hear that manner of speaking in the mouth of a grown man. and plucking it off again with an oath. as perhaps a very critical eye might here and there spy out even in these memoirs.’ says he. nor yet altogether with the English grammar. so that we scarce dared to breathe. All the while we had no water. and I was amazed at the clipping tones and the odd sing-song in which he spoke. that to look for men among them was like looking for a needle in a bottle of hay. now in patrolling parties hunting among the rocks. burying it in the earth. and they would sometimes hang about our rock. and got some relief by bathing our breasts and temples. which sent a cold thrill into my vitals. It was in this way that I first heard the right English speech. and indeed I have never grown used to it. These lay round in so great a number. The soldiers kept stirring all day in the bottom of the valley. and spoke so imperfectly at the best. that I set down the most of it to childishness.this rock. I had heard Ransome. but he had taken his ways from all sorts of people. and being so hopeless a task. The tediousness and pain of these hours upon the rock 1 Kidnapped . ‘I tell you it’s ‘ot. one fellow as he went by actually clapping his hand upon the sunny face of the rock on which we lay. now changing guard.’ To be sure. which was worse than nothing. it was gone about with the less care. and no less at that strange trick of dropping out the letter ‘h. only raw brandy for a drink. Yet we could see the soldiers pike their bayonets among the heather. but we kept the bottle as cool as we could.

Nor yet the sun by day. all passing by on the other side. Presently we began again to get a little strength. and sickness. and that was to be set Free eBooks at Planet eBook. None came. we lay for an hour or two. about two. There were giddiness. and have often minded since. aching from head to foot. For the sun being now got a little into the west. which was the side sheltered from the soldiers. I followed him at once. and lying quite naked to the eye of any soldier who should have strolled that way.. and instantly fell all my length. so weak was I and so giddy with that long exposure. I was by this time afraid of but one thing in the world. At last. to be supported. so that our rock continued to be our shield even in this new position. I minded then. there came a patch of shade on the east side of our rock. then. and as the soldiers were now lying closer along the 1 . however. as well as pain to thole. on the lines in our Scotch psalm: — ‘The moon by night thee shall not smite. Alan proposed that we should try a start.grew only the greater as the day went on. it was beyond men’s bearing. and sharp pangs like rheumatism.’ said Alan.’ and indeed it was only by God’s blessing that we were neither of us sun-smitten. as weak as water. the rock getting still the hotter and the sun fiercer. ‘As well one death as another. and slipped over the edge and dropped on the ground on the shadowy side. Here. and there was now temptation to resist.

but a swift judgment not only of the lie of the whole country. But now we came on something that put all fears out of season. But the business was the most wearing I had ever taken part in. we drew steadily away from their neighbourhood. At the sight of this we cast ourselves on the ground and plunged head and shoulders in the water. so that in this way. had now laid by much of their vigilance. in that part. keeping down the valley and at the same time towards the mountains. When we must pass an open place. but of the solidity of every stone on which we must set foot. so we got ourselves at once in marching order. to join the glen river. quickness was not all. to keep concealed in that uneven country and within cry of so many and scattered sentries. even by our slow rate of progress. and being perhaps somewhat sleepy with the sultriness of the afternoon. now making a run for it. now crawling flat on our bellies in the shade.back upon the rock. anything else was welcome to me. and 1 Kidnapped . heart in mouth. and stood dozing at their posts or only kept a lookout along the banks of the river. though to be sure the sentry on the rock was still plainly in our view. that tore down. for the afternoon was now fallen so breathless that the rolling of a pebble sounded abroad like a pistol shot. and began to slip from rock to rock one after the other. A man had need of a hundred eyes in every part of him. and would start the echo calling among the hills and cliffs. and that was a deep rushing burn. By sundown we had made some distance. having searched this side of the valley after a fashion. The soldiers.

we set forth again. bathed our chests. The moon rose at last and found us still on the 1 . but presently with more boldness. At this sight we both paused: I struck with wonder to find myself so high and walking (as it seemed to me) upon clouds. and was reflected far underneath us on the narrow arm of a sea-loch. We lay there (for the banks hid us). clouds had come in with the sunset. or (as in our case) good reason for not making one. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. Alan to make sure of his direction. but after awhile shone out and showed me many dark heads of mountains.I cannot tell which was the more pleasant. This. and where there are no means of making fire. the great shock as the cool stream went over us. at first with the same caution. and was long beset with clouds. let our wrists trail in the running water till they ached with the chill. drank again and again. though it is but cold water mingled with oatmeal. and the night was dark and cool. and at last. yet makes a good enough dish for a hungry man. lying up the steep sides of mountains and along the brows of cliffs. so that I walked without much fatigue. but in continual fear of falling and rolling down the mountains. it was in its last quarter. The way was very intricate. or the greed with which we drank of it. we got out the meal-bag and made drammach in the iron pan. and with no guess at our direction. it is the chief standby of those who have taken to the heather. being wonderfullv renewed. standing our full height and stepping out at a good pace of walking. As soon as the shadow of the night had fallen.

on the great. for throughout the rest of our night-march he beguiled the way with whistling of many tunes. dark. warlike. plaintive. and all these.Seemingly he was well pleased. and he must certainly have judged us out of ear-shot of all our enemies. reel tunes that made the foot go faster. desert mountains. 1 Kidnapped . merry. tunes of my own south country that made me fain to be home from my adventures. making company upon the way.

yet it was on the whole a Free eBooks at Planet eBook. it was often beset with clouds. The name of the cleft was the Heugh of 1 . pretty wood. and on the sealoch that divides that country from Appin. The burn was full of trout. and although from its height and being so near upon the sea. on the open side of the mountain beyond. a cleft in the head of a great mountain. Birches grew there in a thin. From the mouth of the cleft we looked down upon a part of Mamore. and cuckoos were plentiful. the wood of cushat-doves. whaups would be always whistling.CHAPTER XXI THE FLIGHT IN THE HEATHER: THE HEUGH OF CORRYNAKIEGH E arly as day comes in the beginning of July. and this from so great a height as made it my continual wonder and pleasure to sit and behold them. it was still dark when we reached our destination. and upon the one hand a shallow cave in a rock. with a water running through the midst. which a little farther on was changed into a wood of pines.

I was often tempted to turn tail. and got some profit of my lessons. but they were of good flesh and flavour. if it was but to stand on guard with an assured countenance. and the five days we lived in it went happily. The largest we got might have been a quarter of a pound. and would push me so close that I made sure he must run me through the body. In any by-time Alan must teach me to use my sword. for he stormed at me all through the lessons in a very violent manner of scolding. So. and I think besides. and grill the little trouts that we caught with our hands under the stones and overhanging banks of the burn. He made it somewhat more of a pain than need have been. I was not altogether displeased with 1 Kidnapped . and when broiled upon the coals. There was a low concealed place. where we were so bold as to make fire: so that we could warm ourselves when the clouds set in. but with a rivalry that much amused us. in a turning of the glen. and cook hot porridge. but held my ground for all that. and not only to save our meal against worse times. which is often all that is required. for my ignorance had much distressed him. we spent a great part of our days at the water-side. he was not sorry to turn to an exercise where he had so much the upper-hand of me. as I had sometimes the upper-hand of him in the fishing. stripped to the waist and groping about or (as they say) guddling for these fish. making our bed of heather bushes which we cut for that purpose. and covering ourselves with Alan’s great-coat.pleasant place. though I could never in the least please my master. This was indeed our chief pleasure and business. lacked only a little salt to be delicious. We slept in the cave.

In the meanwhile. ‘Ye’re a man of small contrivance. ‘We are here in a desert place. the four ends of which he blackened on the coals. which was to get away. so now we must get word sent to James. but I own I am laith to cut another. looking in the embers of the fire. and presently. and he must find the siller for us.’ ‘Ay?’ said Alan.’ Thereupon he fell in a muse.’ ‘And how shall we send that word?’ says I. and some that I am no just so sure of. Then he looked at me a little shyly. and it has the name of Koalisnacoan. he looked upon his work with satisfaction. There there are living many friends of mine whom I could trust with my life. David. ‘before the red-coats think upon seeking Corrynakiegh. David. getting a piece of wood. ‘It will be many a long day. Ye see. ‘It seems a strange thing to ask a gift again. which yet we dare not leave.myself.’ said he. ‘there is a little clachan’ (what is called a hamlet in the English) ‘not very far from Corrynakiegh.’ I gave him the 1 .’ Alan said to me on our first morning. I see not what we shall be able to do. and unless ye get the fowls of the air to be your messengers. ‘Now. ‘Could ye lend me my button?’ says he. he fashioned it in a cross. and tying in a little sprig of birch and another of fir. whereupon he strung it on a strip of his great-coat which he had used to bind the cross. there will Free eBooks at Planet eBook. you are not to suppose that we neglected our chief business.

’ says I. So when it comes dark again. This cross is something in the nature of the crosstarrie. So he will say to himsel’. they would never spare siller where there was a Stewart to be hurt. Then he will see my button. and trust my life into these people’s hands as lightly as I would trust another with my glove. yet he will know well enough the clan is not to rise. which is the signal of gathering in our clans. ‘it may be. ‘and if he finds it. and that was Duncan Stewart’s. ‘I would as lief they didnae see me.’ said he. and what’s far worse. and set this that I have been making in the window of a good friend of mine. THE CLAN IS NOT TO RISE. If it was otherwise. ‘Being so. But even supposing so. THE SON OF DUNCAN IS IN THE HEATHER. AND HAS NEED OF ME.’ [26]A bouman is a tenant who takes stock from the landlord and shares with him the increase. and as for the Campbells.’ ‘Well. what is he to think?’ ‘Well. There’s bad folk everywhere. ‘With all my heart. John Breck Maccoll. ‘I wish he was a man of more penetration. and no word with it. James himsel’ is to set money on them. And then he will say to himsel’. for by my troth I am afraid he will make little enough of it! But this is what I have in my money set upon our heads. weak ones. a bouman[26] of Appin’s. BUT THERE IS SOMETHING. or fiery cross.’ said I. there is a 00 Kidnapped .’ ‘But being so?’ said I.’ says Alan. I will steal down into that clachan. for there it is standing in his window. I would go down to Koalisnacoan whatever.

and then he will come and give us a look up in Corrynakiegh. drolling with him a little. and it’s possible we might be wearied waiting on him.’ says Alan. drolling with me.’ ‘Eh. for he will no be worth the salt to his porridge. for what I 01 . David.good deal of heather between here and the Forth. but it would be a sore job for John Breck to read it. so that if it was John Breck that came we might be ready to guide him.’ says Alan. On all accounts we lay the next day in the borders of the wood and kept a close look-out. the devil may fly away with him.’ ‘And that is a very true word. THAT IS NOT SO VERY RIFE HEREABOUT. ‘and it would certainly be much simpler for me to write to him. and he will say to himsel’ (if he is a man of any penetration at all. and he thought he had heard a clatter of arms and seen a red-coat come to one of the doors. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘you’re very ingenious! But would it not be simpler for you to write him a few words in black and white?’ ‘And that is an excellent observe. man. He was troubled when he came back. ‘But then John Breck will see the sprig of birch and the sprig of pine. Then he will think to himsel’. ALAN WILL BE LYING IN A WOOD WHICH IS BOTH OF PINES AND BIRCHES. and if it was the red-coats we should have time to get away. which I misdoubt). for the dogs had barked and the folk run out from their houses. He would have to go to the school for two-three years. And if he does not. Balfour of Shaws. Mr.’ So that night Alan carried down his fiery cross and set it in the bouman’s window.’ said I.

straggling up the open side of the mountain in the sun. Although his English was very bad and broken. he sat down and wrote as follows: 0 Kidnapped .’ he said in his screaming voice. and would either have a letter or wash his hands of us. and so by the sound of whistling. ‘She was forget it. He was a ragged. the man turned and came a little towards us: then Alan would give another ‘peep!’ and the man would come still nearer. wild. like a talisman to keep him from the gallows). But he was a man of more resources than I knew. and what he had was the child of terror. for we lacked the means of writing in that desert. grossly disfigured with the small pox. and tearing a corner from his French military commission (which he carried in his pocket. but I thought he had little good-will to serve us. whenever I was by) would suffer him to speak no Gaelic. made himself a kind of ink with gunpowder from his horn and water from the running stream. and looking round him as he came. he was guided to the spot where we lay. Alan would have had him carry a message to James. searched the wood until he found the quill of a cushat-dove. No sooner had Alan seen him than he whistled. but the bouman would hear of no message. I thought Alan would be gravelled at that. which he shaped into a pen. Perhaps the strange language made him appear more backward than he really was.About noon a man was to be spied. from under his hand. and looked both dull and savage. about forty. bearded man. yet Alan (according to his very handsome use.

and the little note the bouman had carried us from Mrs. assuring him. and indeed he was no doubt well pleased to have got to the end of such a dangerous commission.‘DEAR KINSMAN. He seemed less sulky than before. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. that it was alive with red-coats. He gave us the news of the country. but about five in the evening of the third. and poor folk brought in trouble daily. and carried it off with him down the hill. that arms were being 0 . This was all as bad as could be. ‘Your affectionate cousin. — Please send the money by the bearer to the place he kens of. S. Stewart was of a miserable sadness. with one hundred pounds reward. right and left. ‘A. Lastly.’ This he intrusted to the bouman. The money she had sent was all that she could beg or borrow. He was three full days gone. we heard a whistling in the wood. looking for us. under strong suspicion of complicity. both he and James were no better than dead men. In it she besought Alan not to let himself be captured. which Alan answered. she said. who promised to make what manner of speed he best could. if he fell in the hands of the troops. and presently the bouman came up the water-side. and she prayed heaven we could be doing with it. It seemed it was noised on all sides that Alan Breck had fired the shot. and that James and some of his servants were already clapped in prison at Fort William. and there was a bill issued for both him and me.

shag. As for myself. but suppose I was taken in company with the reputed murderer. a long homespun waistcoat. ‘you should change your clothes. and might go openly about my business. for suppose I was arrested when I was alone. my case would begin to be 0 Kidnapped . a French side-coat of blue with silver buttons. the description had ceased to be a danger and become a source of safety. ‘Alan. very ragged. active man of thirty-five or thereby.’ ‘Na. speaks like a Lowlander. and has no beard. troth!’ said Alan.’ Alan was well enough pleased to see his finery so fully remembered and set down. only when he came to the word tarnish. for since I had changed these rags. and lace a great deal tarnished. blue breeches.’ and I as ‘a tall strong lad of about eighteen. an old Highland bonnet. partly as a man may look in a mirror. lowcountry shoes. wanting the toes. his legs bare. if I went back to France in a bonnet!’ This put a second reflection in my mind: that if I were to separate from Alan and his tell-tale clothes I should be safe against arrest. Nor was this all. he looked upon his lace like one a little mortified. partly as he might look into the barrel of an enemy’s gun to judge if it be truly aimed.she enclosed us one of the bills in which we were described. This we looked upon with great curiosity and not a little fear. pock-marked. ‘I have nae others. and yet was well enough pleased too. there was little against me. wearing an old blue coat. Alan was advertised as ‘a small.’ said I. a red waistcoat and breeches of black. I thought I cut a miserable figure in the bill. A fine sight I would be. dressed in a feathered hat.

and take my chance of it? ‘It’s little enough. after feeling about in a hairy purse that hung in front of him in the Highland manner (though he wore otherwise the Lowland habit. putting the purse in his 0 . began to roll his eyes strangely. if ye will hand me over my button. with less than five guineas.’ said Alan. and protecting me.’ meaning he thought he had lost it. ‘but it’ll do my business. so that taking things in their proportion. this gentleman and me will be for taking the road. with sea-trousers). and the best part of another in small change. I thought of it all the more. and at last said. when the bouman brought out a green purse with four guineas in gold. Alan’s society was not only a peril to my life. and that dancFree eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘What!’ cried Alan. had to get as far as France.’ But the bouman. but I thought of it none the less. too.grave. that was my father’s before me? Now I will tell you what is in my mind. For generosity’s sake I dare not speak my mind upon this head. He believed he was serving. not beyond Queensferry.’ And as Alan spoke. But then Alan. But there was no thought of the sort in the honest head of my companion. with my less than two. it was more than I had. True. he set his hands on his knees and looked at the bouman with a smiling mouth. ‘you will lose my button. ‘Her nainsel will loss it. I. And now. but a burden on my purse. and chafe. And what could I do but hold my peace. helping. John Breck: it is in my mind this is the worst day’s work that ever ye did since ye was born. John Breck.

‘Well. and I thank you for parting with it. cast back to honesty as being safer. ‘For. and Alan I (getting our chattels together) struck into another to resume our flight. finding himself alone with two of us in a desert place. he seemed to find that button and handed it to Alan.’ light in his eyes that meant mischief to his enemies. ‘ye have done very well by me. and set your neck at a venture.’ said Alan. and then to me. ‘Here is my button back again.’ says he. perhaps he had meant to cheat and then. 0 Kidnapped .’ Then he took the warmest parting of the bouman. at least. and all at once. Perhaps the bouman was honest enough. the bouman took himself off by one way. and it is a good thing for the honour of the Maccolls. which is of a piece with all your friendships to me. and I will always give you the name of a good man.

which we must now cross. ‘David. Shall we lie here till it comes night.’ ‘Ay. broken. In front of us there lay a piece of low. there’s no Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and no to be thought of.’ said Alan.’ said I. We sat down. The sun was not long up. To the south it’s all Campbells. hard travelling brought us early in the morning to the end of a range of mountains. therefore. in a howe of the hill-side till the mist should have risen. and stave on ahead?’ ‘Well. a little. but it isnae. and held a council of 0 S .’ said Alan. if that was all. desert land. well. or shall we risk it. ‘I am tired indeed. This is how we stand: Appin’s fair death to us. thin mist went up from the face of the moorland like a smoke. ‘nor yet the half. To the north. but I could walk as far again. so that (as Alan said) there might have been twenty squadron of dragoons there and we none the wiser. and shone straight in our eyes.CHAPTER XXII THE FLIGHT IN THE HEATHER: THE MOOR ome seven hours’ incessant. ‘this is the kittle bit. and made ourselves a dish of drammach.

muckle to be gained by going north; neither for you, that wants to get to Queensferry, nor yet for me, that wants to get to France. Well, then, we’ll can strike east.’ ‘East be it!’ says I, quite cheerily; but I was thinking’ in to myself: ‘O, man, if you would only take one point of the compass and let me take any other, it would be the best for both of us.’ ‘Well, then, east, ye see, we have the muirs,’ said Alan. ‘Once there, David, it’s mere pitch-and-toss. Out on yon bald, naked, flat place, where can a body turn to? Let the red-coats come over a hill, they can spy you miles away; and the sorrow’s in their horses’ heels, they would soon ride you down. It’s no good place, David; and I’m free to say, it’s worse by daylight than by dark.’ ‘Alan,’ said I, ‘hear my way of it. Appin’s death for us; we have none too much money, nor yet meal; the longer they seek, the nearer they may guess where we are; it’s all a risk; and I give my word to go ahead until we drop.’ Alan was delighted. ‘There are whiles,’ said he, ‘when ye are altogether too canny and Whiggish to be company for a gentleman like me; but there come other whiles when ye show yoursel’ a mettle spark; and it’s then, David, that I love ye like a brother.’ The mist rose and died away, and showed us that country lying as waste as the sea; only the moorfowl and the pewees crying upon it, and far over to the east, a herd of deer, moving like dots. Much of it was red with heather; much of the rest broken up with bogs and hags and peaty pools; some had been burnt black in a heath fire; and in another place 
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there was quite a forest of dead firs, standing like skeletons. A wearier-looking desert man never saw; but at least it was clear of troops, which was our point. We went down accordingly into the waste, and began to make our toilsome and devious travel towards the eastern verge. There were the tops of mountains all round (you are to remember) from whence we might be spied at any moment; so it behoved us to keep in the hollow parts of the moor, and when these turned aside from our direction to move upon its naked face with infinite care. Sometimes, for half an hour together, we must crawl from one heather bush to another, as hunters do when they are hard upon the deer. It was a clear day again, with a blazing sun; the water in the brandy bottle was soon gone; and altogether, if I had guessed what it would be to crawl half the time upon my belly and to walk much of the rest stooping nearly to the knees, I should certainly have held back from such a killing enterprise. Toiling and resting and toiling again, we wore away the morning; and about noon lay down in a thick bush of heather to sleep. Alan took the first watch; and it seemed to me I had scarce closed my eyes before I was shaken up to take the second. We had no clock to go by; and Alan stuck a sprig of heath in the ground to serve instead; so that as soon as the shadow of the bush should fall so far to the east, I might know to rouse him. But I was by this time so weary that I could have slept twelve hours at a stretch; I had the taste of sleep in my throat; my joints slept even when my mind was waking; the hot smell of the heather, and the drone of the
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wild bees, were like possets to me; and every now and again I would give a jump and find I had been dozing. The last time I woke I seemed to come back from farther away, and thought the sun had taken a great start in the heavens. I looked at the sprig of heath, and at that I could have cried aloud: for I saw I had betrayed my trust. My head was nearly turned with fear and shame; and at what I saw, when I looked out around me on the moor, my heart was like dying in my body. For sure enough, a body of horsesoldiers had come down during my sleep, and were drawing near to us from the south-east, spread out in the shape of a fan and riding their horses to and fro in the deep parts of the heather. When I waked Alan, he glanced first at the soldiers, then at the mark and the position of the sun, and knitted his brows with a sudden, quick look, both ugly and anxious, which was all the reproach I had of him. ‘What are we to do now?’ I asked. ‘We’ll have to play at being hares,’ said he. ‘Do ye see yon mountain?’ pointing to one on the north-eastern sky. ‘Ay,’ said I. ‘Well, then,’ says he, ‘let us strike for that. Its name is Ben Alder. it is a wild, desert mountain full of hills and hollows, and if we can win to it before the morn, we may do yet.’ ‘But, Alan,’ cried I, ‘that will take us across the very coming of the soldiers!’ ‘I ken that fine,’ said he; ‘but if we are driven back on Appin, we are two dead men. So now, David man, be brisk!’ With that he began to run forward on his hands and 
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knees with an incredible quickness, as though it were his natural way of going. All the time, too, he kept winding in and out in the lower parts of the moorland where we were the best concealed. Some of these had been burned or at least scathed with fire; and there rose in our faces (which were close to the ground) a blinding, choking dust as fine as smoke. The water was long out; and this posture of running on the hands and knees brings an overmastering weakness and weariness, so that the joints ache and the wrists faint under your weight. Now and then, indeed, where was a big bush of heather, we lay awhile, and panted, and putting aside the leaves, looked back at the dragoons. They had not spied us, for they held straight on; a half-troop, I think, covering about two miles of ground, and beating it mighty thoroughly as they went. I had awakened just in time; a little later, and we must have fled in front of them, instead of escaping on one side. Even as it was, the least misfortune might betray us; and now and again, when a grouse rose out of the heather with a clap of wings, we lay as still as the dead and were afraid to breathe. The aching and faintness of my body, the labouring of my heart, the soreness of my hands, and the smarting of my throat and eyes in the continual smoke of dust and ashes, had soon grown to be so unbearable that I would gladly have given up. Nothing but the fear of Alan lent me enough of a false kind of courage to continue. As for himself (and you are to bear in mind that he was cumbered with a great-coat) he had first turned crimson, but as time went on the redness
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began to be mingled with patches of white; his breath cried and whistled as it came; and his voice, when he whispered his observations in my ear during our halts, sounded like nothing human. Yet he seemed in no way dashed in spirits, nor did he at all abate in his activity, so that I was driven, to marvel at the man’s endurance. At length, in the first gloaming of the night, we heard a trumpet sound, and looking back from among the heather, saw the troop beginning to collect. A little after, they had built a fire and camped for the night, about the middle of the waste. At this I begged and besought that we might lie down and sleep. ‘There shall be no sleep the night!’ said Alan. ‘From now on, these weary dragoons of yours will keep the crown of the muirland, and none will get out of Appin but winged fowls. We got through in the nick of time, and shall we jeopard what we’ve gained? Na, na, when the day comes, it shall find you and me in a fast place on Ben Alder.’ ‘Alan,’ I said, ‘it’s not the want of will: it’s the strength that I want. If I could, I would; but as sure as I’m alive I cannot.’ ‘Very well, then,’ said Alan. ‘I’ll carry ye.’ I looked to see if he were jesting; but no, the little man was in dead earnest; and the sight of so much resolution shamed me. ‘Lead away!’ said I. ‘I’ll follow.’ He gave me one look as much as to say, ‘Well done, David!’ and off he set again at his top speed. 
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you would have needed pretty good eyes to read. in the darkest part of that night. they would lie down where they were and be killed. this is the officer’s part to make men continue to do 1 . and the fire dwindling away behind us. and die obeying. with despair — and of Alan. and pretty far north. they know not wherefore. By what I have read in books. I think few that have held a pen were ever really wearied. When we stopped to breathe. the clearness and sweetness of the night. and I had time to see all about me.It grew cooler and even a little darker (but not much) with the coming of the night. And I dare say I would have made a good enough private. Day began to come in. I thought. but for all that. and by that time we were past the greatest danger. Heavy dew fell and drenched the moor like rain. and when. I did not think of myself. The sky was cloudless. with hatred. I have often seen it darker in a winter midday. who was the cause of it. but just of each fresh step which I was sure would be my last. neither past nor future. like a bright spot in the midst of the moor. anger would come upon me in a clap that I must still drag myself in agony and eat the dust like a worm. the shapes of the hills like things asleep. it was still early in July. I had no care of my life. after years. and I scarce remembered there was such a lad as David Balfour. Alan was in the right trade as a soldier. and this refreshed me for a while. or they would write of it more strongly. and could walk upon Free eBooks at Planet eBook. for in these last hours it never occurred to me that I had any choice but just to obey as long as I was able. if the choice was offered.

[27] all the while. instead of crawling like brutes. Never a word passed between us. I heard Alan and another whispering in the Gaelic. each set his mouth and kept his eyes in front of him. stumbling like babes. but I was not afraid of him. like people lifting weights at a country play. for I had enough ado to keep my feet. and his eyes very light. Not that ever I looked at him. dear heart have mercy! what a pair we must have made. when upon a sudden the heather gave a rustle. or we should not have walked into an ambush like blind men. Alan leading and I following a pace or two behind. and the next moment we were lying on our backs. It fell in this way.our feet like men. I don’t think I cared. going double like old grandfathers. and I mind his face was black with the sun. the pain of this rough handling was quite swallowed up by the pains of which I was already full. and lifted up his foot and set it down again. 1 Kidnapped . I lay looking up in the face of the man that held me. like a fiddler and his wife. But. and I was too glad to have stopped walking to mind about a dirk. I say Alan did as I did. with the moorfowl crying ‘peep!’ in the heather. and what they said was all one to me. each with a dirk at his throat. and looked as little where we were going. [27] Village fair. and as white as dead folk. but because it is plain he must have been as stupid with weariness as myself. and the light coming slowly clearer in the east. three or four ragged men leaped out. We were going down a heathery brae.

and above all my head. our weapons were taken away. We’re just to bide here with these.’ said Alan. belly. peering out over the top of the brae and chattering to each other in the Gaelic.’ I think I would have asked farther. King George can do no more. ‘They are Cluny’s men. the chief of the clan Vourich. or at Cluny’s wild and dirty sentries. which are his out-sentries. ‘I am rather wearied. ‘is Cluny still here?’ ‘Ay. than my body. I had no sooner closed my eyes. but Alan gave me the put-off. You have heard grasshoppers whirring in the grass in the summer time? Well. There was no such thing possible for me. sitting in the heather. and I had supposed him long ago in France. and we were set face to face. and I must open my eyes again at once. and wrists.’ And without more words. he rolled on his face in a deep heather bush. ‘What. ‘We couldnae have fallen 1 . Free eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘and I would like fine to get a sleep. seemed to be filled with whirring grasshoppers.’ he said. till they can get word to the chief of my arrival. there was a price on his life. the surprise of what I heard half wakened me. and tumble and toss. with the rest of the heads of that desperate party.’ I cried. Even tired as I was. That was all the rest I had. and sit up and lie down. is he so!’ said Alan.’ Now Cluny Macpherson. until the messenger returned. had been one of the leaders of the great rebellion six years before.Then the dirks were put up. and seemed to sleep at once. ‘Still in his own country and kept by his own clan. and look at the sky which dazzled me.

and that gave me a pang of light-headed fear. although I dare say it was slowly enough in truth). two of the gillies had me by the arms. the ground seemed to me a cloud. But my good companion had nothing in his mind but kindness. I remember. like what a child may have. and looking pleasantly forward to a dram and a dish of hot collops. the hills a feather-weight. I saw Alan knitting his brows at me. the air to have a current. which would not suffer me to walk. for I thought it was out of place at such a time. a sort of horror of despair sat on my mind. it made me sick to hear of eating. and the next moment. I drifted like a gossamer. For my part. that I was smiling. like a running burn. which carried me to and fro. too. and now I felt a kind of dreadful lightness. much refreshed by his sleep. so that I could have wept at my own helplessness. and could not stop smiling.when. I had been dead-heavy before. of which. through a labyrinth of dreary glens and hollows and into the heart of that dismal mountain of Ben Alder. and supposed it was in anger. and I began to be carried forward with great swiftness (or so it appeared to me. very hungry. hard as I tried. we must get once more upon our feet and set forward. 1 Kidnapped . With all that. the messenger had brought him word. Alan was in excellent good spirits. it seems. as it appeared that Cluny would be glad to receive us.

hillside thicket. Within. and was crowned by a naked precipice. which grew out from the hillside. and their trunks were like the rounds of a ladder. Quite at the top. and it half hung. like a wasp’s nest in a green hawthorn. the intervals strengthened with stakes. The walls were of wattle and covered with moss. The whole house had something of an egg shape. A tree. by which we mounted. which scrambled up a craggy hillside.’ said one of the guides. ‘It’s here. we found that strange house which was known in the country as ‘Cluny’s Cage. like sailors on the shrouds of a ship. it was large enough to shelter five or six persons with some comfort.’ The trunks of several trees had been wattled across. half stood in that 1 . A projection of the cliff had been cunFree eBooks at Planet eBook. and we struck up hill. The trees clung upon the slope. and the ground behind this barricade levelled up with earth to make the floor. and just before the rocky face of the cliff sprang above the foliage.CHAPTER XXIII CLUNY’S CAGE W e came at last to the foot of an exceeding steep wood. was the living centrebeam of the roof.

gentlemen.ningly employed to be the fireplace. while so many others had fled or been taken and slain: but stayed four or five years longer. ‘Well. And I am proud to see ye. he had caves. ‘I hope ye do brawly. Stewart. he had not only stayed all this time in safety. There he soon died. but with strangers. watching a gillie about some cookery. and being not dissimilar in colour. and only went to France at last by the express command of his master. sir.’ says Cluny. and smoked a foul cutty pipe. David Balfour. and the smoke rising against the face of the rock. By this manner of living. ‘I make 1 Kidnapped . Mr. and it is strange to reflect that he may have regretted his Cage upon Ben Alder. and thanks to the affection of his clan. ‘Step in by.’ ‘And how is yourself. readily escaped notice from below. Cluny?’ said Alan. and to present to ye my friend the Laird of Shaws. ‘and bring in your friend that as yet I dinna ken the name of. besides. This was but one of Cluny’s hiding-places. with a knitted nightcap drawn over his ears. he rang the words out like a herald. the both of ye. and following the reports of his scouts. For all that he had the manners of a king. come awa’. sir!’ said he. he moved from one to another as the soldiers drew near or moved away. and it was quite a sight to see him rise out of his place to welcome us. When we came to the door he was seated by his rock chimney. Mr.’ Alan never referred to my estate without a touch of a sneer. when we were alone. He was mighty plainly habited. and underground chambers in several parts of his country.

we’ll dine and take a hand at the cartes as gentlemen welcome to my house. the Cage was arranged in a particular way. pouring out the brandy. Cluny had grown to have all manner of precise habits. and as soon as this handless man of mine has the collops ready. It appears. and weary for another great day that we all hope will be upon the road. and mind upon a great day that is gone 1 .’ says he. where no one else must sit. and we had a strange host. My life is a bit driegh. and communicated only with his sentinels and the gillies that Free eBooks at Planet eBook. We’ll take a dram for luck. it’s like he would have done as I did. And so here’s a toast to ye: The Restoration!’ Thereupon we all touched glasses and drank. Mr. under the cover of night. I am sure I wished no ill to King George. In his long hiding. like those of an old maid. cookery was one of his chief fancies. but for the more part lived quite alone. Stewart — ye doubtless ken the personage I have in my eye. and could look on and listen. and if he had been there himself in proper person. and even while he was greeting us in.’ I see little company. and sit and twirl my thumbs. still a little mistily perhaps. but one where I have entertained a royal personage. He had a particular place. It was certainly a strange place. but no longer with the same groundless horror and distress of mind. which is a queer. No sooner had I taken out the drain than I felt hugely better. which none must disturb. he sometimes visited or received visits from his wife and one or two of his nearest friends. rude place for certain. he kept an eye to the collops.

There was no end to his questions. the troops riding upon all sides in quest of him. hours after the barber was gone. and this with a proscribed. there might have been a purpose in his questions. which was often enough. and the men of his country. Disputes were brought to him in his hiding-hole to be decided. The first thing in the morning. one of them. he ceremoniously shook hands. and would break out again laughing at the mere memory. and at some of the answers. he gave his commands and breathed threats of punishment like any. both parties touching their bonnets at the same time in a military manner. When he was angered. fugitive chief. king. sometimes within a mile of where he lay. of which he was immoderately greedy. stripped by the late Act of Parliament of legal powers.waited on him in the Cage. Altogether. he put them as earnestly as a child. and when the least of the ragged fellows whom he rated and threatened. and his gillies trembled and crouched away from him like children before a hasty father. who was a barber. With each of them. I had a fair chance to see some of the inner workings of a Highland clan. 0 Kidnapped . who would have snapped their fingers at the Court of Session. laid aside revenge and paid down money at the bare word of this forfeited and hunted outlaw. laughed out of all bounds of reason. To be sure. and gave him the news of the country. came and shaved him. as he entered. he still exercised a patriarchal justice in his clan. and like the other landed gentlemen of Scotland. his country conquered. could have made a fortune by betraying him. for though he was thus sequestered.

it being held by my father neither the part of a Christian nor yet of a gentleman to set his own livelihood and fish for that of others. giving us the very words of the speakers. made such a wreck of him. thumbed. Now this was one of the things I had been brought up to eschew like disgrace. on the cast of paintFree eBooks at Planet eBook. but my heart rose against the sight of them. too. ‘They. greasy pack of cards. that while he was in the Cage.’ said he. meaning the collops. such as you may find in a mean inn. Cluny gave them with his own hand a squeeze of a lemon (for he was well supplied with luxuries) and bade us draw in to our meal. had even then begun to show itself. but not so wise as Solomon. and I could eat but little. and his eyes brightened in his face as he proposed that we should fall to playing. he was often drunk.’ [28]Condiment. like the son of a race of polite kings. I do not know if the collops were truly very good. ‘are such as I gave his Royal Highness in this very house. By these. All the while Cluny entertained us with stories of Prince Charlie’s stay in the Cage. bating the lemon juice. I gathered.[28] 1 . as soon as the collops were ready. and rising from his place to show us where they stood. by all accounts. there were mair dragoons than lemons in my country in the year forty-six. for at that time we were glad to get the meat and never fashed for kitchen. spirited boy. I gathered the Prince was a gracious. We were no sooner done eating than Cluny brought out an old.On that first day. so the fault that has since.

but I thought it behoved that I should bear a testimony. ‘I am very wearied. ‘What in deil’s name is this?’ says he.’ says he. Balfour. it will never hinder you and me. I might have pleaded my fatigue. I must have got very red in the face. I bear a king’s name. and should sleep.’ I had no will that these two friends should cut their throats for my sake. For all that he  Kidnapped . if he has no mind to the cartes. and pointed me to a bed of heather in a corner of the Cage. canting talk is this. and what’s more. ‘He is an honest and a mettle gentleman. But the gentleman is tired.’ says Alan. And if either he. as you are a man that likely has sons of your own. or you.ed pasteboard. but I spoke steadily. and told them I had no call to be a judge of others. If your friend would like to stand on his head.’ says Cluny. I will be proud to step outside with him. it was a matter in which I had no clearness. for the house of Cluny Macpherson?’ ‘I will put my hand in the fire for Mr. sir.’ said Cluny. ‘What kind of Whiggish. cocking his hat. And I’m fit and willing. is not preceesely satisfied. which was excuse enough. say nae mair.’ ‘Say nae mair. as Alan says. to play ye any game that ye can name. or any other man. ‘and I and any that I call friend are company for the best. To be sure. but for my own part. ‘Sir. he is welcome. I may tell you it was a promise to my father.’ ‘Sir. and I would have ye bear in mind who says it. ‘in this poor house of mine I would have you to ken that any gentleman may follow his pleasure.’ said I. Cluny stopped mingling the cards.

Sometimes I was broad awake and understood what passed. was called in to prescribe for me. and that was all I cared about. I understood not a word of his opinion. like the voice of a silly river. who was a doctor too. for I remember I was now and then amazed at being  . It Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and I am clear that Alan must have begun by winning. The barber-gillie. and myself. smacked somewhat of the Covenanter. And indeed it must be owned that both my scruples and the words in which I declared them. and were little in their place among wild Highland Jacobites. and was too sick even to ask for a translation. abiding horror — a horror of the place I was in. and grumbled when he looked. and a great glittering pile of as much as sixty or a hundred guineas on the table. a strange heaviness had come over me. only of a general. What with the brandy and the venison. yet I was conscious of no particular nightmare. I must sometimes have spoken or cried out. like firelight shadows on the roof. But Alan and Cluny were most of the time at the cards. looked at me askance. in which I continued almost the whole time of our stay in the Cage. and seeing them hard at it. black. I knew well enough I was ill. or men snoring. and the voices. and the plaids upon the wall dwindled down and swelled out again. for I remember sitting up. but as he spoke in the Gaelic. sometimes I only heard voices. and I had scarce lain down upon the bed before I fell into a kind of trance. and the bed I lay in. I paid little heed while I lay in this poor pass. and the fire.was displeased enough. and the plaids on the wall.

looked strange enough, to see all this wealth in a nest upon a cliff-side, wattled about growing trees. And even then, I thought it seemed deep water for Alan to be riding, who had no better battle-horse than a green purse and a matter of five pounds. The luck, it seems, changed on the second day. About noon I was wakened as usual for dinner, and as usual refused to eat, and was given a dram with some bitter infusion which the barber had prescribed. The sun was shining in at the open door of the Cage, and this dazzled and offended me. Cluny sat at the table, biting the pack of cards. Alan had stooped over the bed, and had his face close to my eyes; to which, troubled as they were with the fever, it seemed of the most shocking bigness. He asked me for a loan of my money. ‘What for?’ said I. ‘O, just for a loan,’ said he. ‘But why?’ I repeated. ‘I don’t see.’ ‘Hut, David!’ said Alan, ‘ye wouldnae grudge me a loan?’ I would, though, if I had had my senses! But all I thought of then was to get his face away, and I handed him my money. On the morning of the third day, when we had been forty-eight hours in the Cage, I awoke with a great relief of spirits, very weak and weary indeed, but seeing things of the right size and with their honest, everyday appearance. I had a mind to eat, moreover, rose from bed of my own movement, and as soon as we had breakfasted, stepped to the entry of the Cage and sat down outside in the top of 

the wood. It was a grey day with a cool, mild air: and I sat in a dream all morning, only disturbed by the passing by of Cluny’s scouts and servants coming with provisions and reports; for as the coast was at that time clear, you might almost say he held court openly. When I returned, he and Alan had laid the cards aside, and were questioning a gillie; and the chief turned about and spoke to me in the Gaelic. ‘I have no Gaelic, sir,’ said I. Now since the card question, everything I said or did had the power of annoying Cluny. ‘Your name has more sense than yourself, then,’ said he angrily. ‘for it’s good Gaelic. But the point is this. My scout reports all clear in the south, and the question is, have ye the strength to go?’ I saw cards on the table, but no gold; only a heap of little written papers, and these all on Cluny’s side. Alan, besides, had an odd look, like a man not very well content; and I began to have a strong misgiving. ‘I do not know if I am as well as I should be,’ said I, looking at Alan; ‘but the little money we have has a long way to carry us.’ Alan took his under-lip into his mouth, and looked upon the ground. ‘David,’ says he at last, ‘I’ve lost it; there’s the naked truth.’ ‘My money too?’ said I. ‘Your money too,’ says Alan, with a groan. ‘Ye shouldnae have given it me. I’m daft when I get to the cartes.’ ‘Hoot-toot! hoot-toot!’ said Cluny. ‘It was all daffing; it’s
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all nonsense. Of course you’ll have your money back again, and the double of it, if ye’ll make so free with me. It would be a singular thing for me to keep it. It’s not to be supposed that I would be any hindrance to gentlemen in your situation; that would be a singular thing!’ cries he, and began to pull gold out of his pocket with a mighty red face. Alan said nothing, only looked on the ground. ‘Will you step to the door with me, sir?’ said I. Cluny said he would be very glad, and followed me readily enough, but he looked flustered and put out. ‘And now, sir,’ says I, ‘I must first acknowledge your generosity.’ ‘Nonsensical nonsense!’ cries Cluny. ‘Where’s the generosity? This is just a most unfortunate affair; but what would ye have me do — boxed up in this bee-skep of a cage of mine — but just set my friends to the cartes, when I can get them? And if they lose, of course, it’s not to be supposed ——‘ And here he came to a pause. ‘Yes,’ said I, ‘if they lose, you give them back their money; and if they win, they carry away yours in their pouches! I have said before that I grant your generosity; but to me, sir, it’s a very painful thing to be placed in this position.’ There was a little silence, in which Cluny seemed always as if he was about to speak, but said nothing. All the time he grew redder and redder in the face. ‘I am a young man,’ said I, ‘and I ask your advice. Advise me as you would your son. My friend fairly lost his money, after having fairly gained a far greater sum of yours; can I accept it back again? Would that be the right part for me to 

play? Whatever I do, you can see for yourself it must be hard upon a man of any pride.’ ‘It’s rather hard on me, too, Mr. Balfour,’ said Cluny, ‘and ye give me very much the look of a man that has entrapped poor people to their hurt. I wouldnae have my friends come to any house of mine to accept affronts; no,’ he cried, with a sudden heat of anger, ‘nor yet to give them!’ ‘And so you see, sir,’ said I, ‘there is something to be said upon my side; and this gambling is a very poor employ for gentlefolks. But I am still waiting your opinion.’ I am sure if ever Cluny hated any man it was David Balfour. He looked me all over with a warlike eye, and I saw the challenge at his lips. But either my youth disarmed him, or perhaps his own sense of justice. Certainly it was a mortifying matter for all concerned, and not least Cluny; the more credit that he took it as he did. ‘Mr. Balfour,’ said he, ‘I think you are too nice and covenanting, but for all that you have the spirit of a very pretty gentleman. Upon my honest word, ye may take this money — it’s what I would tell my son — and here’s my hand along with it!’

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lan and I were put across Loch Errocht under cloud of night, and went down its eastern shore to another hiding-place near the head of Loch Rannoch, whither we were led by one of the gillies from the Cage. This fellow carried all our luggage and Alan’s great-coat in the bargain, trotting along under the burthen, far less than the half of which used to weigh me to the ground, like a stout hill pony with a feather; yet he was a man that, in plain contest, I could have broken on my knee. Doubtless it was a great relief to walk disencumbered; and perhaps without that relief, and the consequent sense of liberty and lightness, I could not have walked at all. I was but new risen from a bed of sickness; and there was nothing in the state of our affairs to hearten me for much exertion; travelling, as we did, over the most dismal deserts in Scotland, under a cloudy heaven, and with divided hearts among the travellers. For long, we said nothing; marching alongside or one beKidnapped 

nor so much as looked once at my companion. each with a set countenance: I. upon the other side of Loch Errocht. the more ashamed I grew of my approval. quite blithe to sponge upon the money he had driven me to beg. At last. Wheedling my money from me while I lay half-conscious was scarce better than theft. save with the tail of my eye. and (what is worse) a treacherous child. and said nothing. angry that I should take it so ill. and my company only increases yours. The thought of a separation ran always the stronger in my mind. I am in the most danger. and the more I approved of it. your friendship is a burden. ashamed that he had lost my money. Alan angry and ashamed. generous thing. indeed. And yet Alan had behaved like a child. I was ready to share it with him. for Alan to turn round and say to me: ‘Go. and yet here he was trudging by my side. going over a Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and say to him: ‘You are in great danger. and even to think of it privily to  . handsome.’ But for me to turn to the friend who certainly loved me. True. go. made my cheeks to burn. and drawing what strength I had from these two violent and sinful feelings. I am in but little. So I did the next worst. These were the two things uppermost in my mind. and by what I could see. but it made me rage to see him count upon my readiness. that was impossible.hind the other. take your risks and bear your hardships alone ——‘ no. It would be a fine. and I could open my mouth upon neither without black ungenerosity. angry and proud. without a penny to his name.

and came close to me. ye’d better say it. It’s true. with rather a trembling voice.’ says I.’ I continued. ‘No. And now if you have anything. David. Are we to part? Ye said so once before. Are ye to say it again? There’s hills and heather enough between here and the two seas. ‘But aside from that. rushy place. but that was from weariness. and you do wrong to cast it up to me——‘ ‘Which is what I never did. My whole conduct’s there to give the lie to it. where the walking was easy.’ says he.’ ‘O. There are things between us that I can never forget. ‘but ye ken very well that ye’ve done worse. ye were to blame. ‘Alan Breck!’ I cried. ‘David.’ 0 Kidnapped .’ ‘Never. ‘what have I done that you should even me to dogs by such a supposition? I never yet failed a friend. ‘but when I say I was to blame?’ ‘Why.smooth. and seemed to lay bare my private disloyalty. even if you can. and it’s not likely I’ll begin with you.’ said Alan. I fell asleep upon the muir. of course. ‘this is no way for two friends to take a small accident.’ This pierced me like a sword.’ said he. he could bear it no longer.’ says he. coolly.’ He seemed disconcerted. and then: ‘Do you think I am one to turn my back on you in your chief need? You dursn’t say it to my face. at which I was meanly pleased. and I will own I’m no very keen to stay where I’m no wanted. ‘I have nothing. and so that’s said.’ said I. ‘and you will bear me out that I have never reproached you. I have to say that I’m sorry.

I felt I was behaving. you would be blithe to let it lie. and when a friend that likes you very well has passed over an offence without a word. it was you that was to blame.’ said Alan.’ said I. ‘Well. and in a manner it did. Glen Lochay. and gave us his opinion as to our best route. ‘say nae mair.’ This ought to have touched me. and came to our journey’s end. then. and was now not only angry with Alan.‘I will only say this to ye.’ cried I. ‘because I cannae laugh and sing as if I was glad to be affronted. then it shouldnae be you to seek the quarrel. If ye thought more of others. This was to get us up at once into the tops of the mountains: to go round by a circuit. and now I owe ye money. and Glen Dochart. ‘You asked me to speak. but angry with myself in the bargain. And now you blame me. and supped. I have had to swallow an affront: I have never reproached you. instead of making it a stick to break his back with. and come down upon the lowFree eBooks at Planet eBook. You own yourself that you have done me a disservice. I will. without another word. Ye should try to make that burden light for me. ye would perhaps speak less about yourself. By your own way of it. and lay down to sleep.’ And we fell back into our former silence. The gillie put us across Loch Rannoch in the dusk of the next day. I never named the thing till you did. badly. ‘that I have long been owing ye my life.’ said Alan. Alan Breck. David.’ ‘Aweel. but the wrong manner. very quietly. turning the heads of Glen Lyon. The next thing will be that I’m to go down upon my knees and thank you for it! Ye should think more of 1 . and it made me the more cruel.

But I see that ye’re a man of some penetration. and for the best part of three nights travelled on eerie mountains and among the well-heads of wild rivers. that we must lie quiet till it lightened. often buried in mist. incessantly clambered upon break-neck hills and among rude crags. and crows. by night. but with only half a heart. and Campbells. Our only food was drammach and a portion of cold meat that we had carried from the Cage. we were often so involved in fog. we should come almost at once among the Athole Stewarts. a race of his own name and lineage. ‘It’s one of the dowiest countries in Scotland. although following a different chief. who was indeed the chief man of Cluny’s scouts. and not once cheered by any glimpse of sunshine. almost continually blown and rained upon. A fire was never to be thought of. naming the force of troops in every district. By day. Alan was little pleased with a route which led us through the country of his blood-foes.’ said he. had good reasons to give him on all hands. and as for drink. the Glenorchy Campbells. He objected that by turning to the east. Alan gave way at last. and alleging finally (as well as I could understand) that we should nowhere be so little troubled as in a country of the Campbells.lands by Kippen and the upper waters of the Forth. and be it as ye please!’ We set forth accordingly by this itinerary. but heath. ‘There’s naething there that I ken. We often wandered. and come besides by a far easier and swifter way to the place whither we were bound. Heaven  Kidnapped . But the gillie. we lay and slept in the drenching heather.

the mist enfolding us like as in a gloomy chamber — or. the rain driving sharp in my face or running down my back in icy trickles. it was to live over again in fancy the worst part of my adventures — to see the tower of Shaws lit by lightning. During our night tramps. that demon of the streams. my teeth chattered in my head. In this steady rain the springs of the mountain were broken up. now with an angry cry. I was never warm. which never left me. who is fabled to keep wailing and roaring at the ford until the coming of the doomed traveller. and sup cold drammach. to sit up in the same puddle where I had slept. Alan I saw believed it. and had filled and overflowed its channel. I could well understand the story of the Water Kelpie. and when I slept in my wet bed. if the wind blew. The sound of an infinite number of rivers came up from all round. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. every stream was in high spate. now booming like thunder. I was troubled with a very sore throat. it was solemn to hear the voice of them below in the valleys. every glen gushed water like a cistern. From such broken slumbers. Ransome carried below on the men’s backs. I had a painful stitch in my side.knows we had no want of water. with the rain beating above and the mud oozing below me. This was a dreadful time. perhaps. I would be aroused in the gloaming. Shuan dying on the round-house floor. or Colin Campbell grasping at the bosom of his  . rendered the more dreadful by the gloom of the weather and the country. such as I had on the isle. falling suddenly apart and showing us the gulf of some dark valley where the streams were crying aloud.

and when the cry of the river rose more than usually sharp.’ said I.’  Kidnapped . I would still be shocked) to see him cross himself in the manner of the Catholics. David. The truth is that I was sickening for my grave. and Alan. Before we had reached a place of shelter. for though it still rained. For the same length of time I stayed in myself.or half believed it. for perhaps the ninth time since we had parted from the scout beside Loch Rannoch. ‘I do very well. slow to take offence. looking in my face. and now incensed both against my companion and myself. Alan flushed darkly. For the best part of two days he was unweariedly kind. and passing him over with my eyes as if he had been a bush or a stone. as cold as ice. so that we could not follow our usual plan and lie down immediately to eat and sleep. but always ready to help. I was little surprised (though. scarcely even that of speech. nursing my anger.’ said he. or rather the peep of the third day. slower to forget it. which is my best excuse. the grey had come pretty clear. ‘I’ll not offer it again. roughly refusing his services. ‘I’m not a patient man.’ he said. showed some marks of concern. the clouds ran higher. During all these horrid wanderings we had no familiarity. I thank you. found us upon a very open hill. and always hoping (as I could very well see) that my displeasure would blow by. ‘Ye had better let me take your pack. The second night. of course. silent. But besides that I was of an unforgiving disposition from my birth. indeed.

The third night we were to pass through the western end of the country of Balquhidder. It came clear and cold. As for me. and still made a great noise among the hills. with a touch in the air like frost.‘I never said you were. ‘here’s a dub for ye to jump. and no one else’s. cocked his hat again. and never without a taunt. and a northerly wind that blew the clouds away and made the stars bright.’ said I. In this poor state I had to bear from my companion something in the nature of a persecution. I must lie down and die on these wet mountains like a sheep or a fox. ‘Whig’ was the best name he had to give me. my Whiggie! I ken you’re a fine jumper!’ And so on. and my bones must whiten there like the bones of a beast. I felt I could drag myself but little farther. but his conduct answered for him. but I was too miserable to repent. ‘Here. I had lain in the mire so long that (as the Bible has it) my very clothes ‘abhorred me. and was in high good  . which was exactly the rude. and looked at me upon one side with a provoking smile. and the sound of it confused my ears. deadly sick and full of pains and shiverings.’ he would say. Alan made no answer at the time. but I observed that Alan thought no more upon the Kelpie. He spoke a good deal. Henceforth.’ I was dead weary. the chill of the wind went through me. whistled airs. he quite forgave himself for the affair at Cluny’s. I knew it was my own doing. it is to be thought. the change of weather came too late. pretty soon. of course. My head was light Free eBooks at Planet eBook. walked jauntily. silly speech of a boy of ten. all the time with a gibing voice and face. The streams were full.

let my anger blaze. ‘Ah!’ thinks I to myself. alone in the desert. and then spasms of shuddering. I was growing worse and worse. I hugged myself.perhaps. where folk differed. what a revenge! ah. Do you think it either very wise or very witty to cast my politics in my teeth? I thought. and should know your manners. ‘Mr. ‘I have a better taunt in readiness. and the remembrance would be torture.’ said I. and bad-hearted schoolboy. So I went like a sick. when I lie down and die. Flushes of heat went over me. The stitch in my side was hardly bearable.’ I stopped. Once I had fallen. how you will regret your ingratitude and cruelty!’ All the while. my leg simply doubling under me. it was the part of gentlemen to differ civilly. and this had struck Alan for the moment. when I would have been better on my knees. ah. I thought. Alan would repent then. there came on me all at once the wish to have it out with Alan. but I was afoot so briskly. when I was dead. and be done with my life in a more sudden manner. At last I began to feel that I could trail myself no farther: and with that. he would remember. And at each of Alan’s taunts. I may tell you I could find a better taunt than some of  Kidnapped . silly. with the wild eagles besieging my last moments. crying on God for mercy. feeding my anger against a fellow-man. and if I did not. and set off again with such a natural manner. I began to glory in the thought of such a death. He had just called me ‘Whig. ‘you are older than I am. Stewart. but I began to love the prospect. how much he owed me. you will feel it like a buffet in your face. in a voice that quivered like a fiddle-string. that he soon forgot the incident.

’ ‘I am a Stewart —‘ began Alan. his hat cocked. his head a little on one side.yours. ‘Why do ye take that air.’ said I. and the best I can say of them is this. on the day of that battle. ‘I ken ye bear a king’s name. But you are to remember. ‘O!’ says I. had been engaged upon the royal side. Stewart?’ said I. It was the air made in mockery of General Cope’s defeat at Preston Pans: ‘Hey. ‘But it’s time these manners ceased. ‘I am sorry for that. Mr. I doubt the pirliecue[29] will please you as little. ‘for I am not done. smiling evilly.’ Alan had stopped opposite to me. He listened.’ I continued. Johnnie Cope. ‘and I mean you shall henceforth speak civilly of my King and my good friends the Campbells. and if you distaste the sermon. You have been chased in the field by the grown Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ ‘Do you know that you insult me?’ said Alan. are ye waukin’ yet? And are your drums a-beatin’ yet?’ And it came in my mind that Alan. as I could see by the  . his hands in his breeches pockets. ‘Is that to remind me you have been beaten on both sides?’ The air stopped on Alan’s lips. I have seen a good many of those that bear it. that they would be none the worse of washing. since I have been in the Highlands. and when I had done he began to whistle a Jacobite air. very low. ‘David!’ said he.

‘It’s the bare truth. ‘I am as ready as yourself. Both the Campbells and the Whigs have beaten you. It behoves you to speak of them as of your betters. ‘Ready.’ At this the last of my anger oozed all out of me. I fell on guard as Alan himself had taught me. ‘na. who can recapture it? I minded me of all Alan’s kindness and courage in the past. but a word once spoken. David.’ ‘I never asked you to. ‘This is a pity’ he said at last. how he had helped and cheered and borne with me in our  Kidnapped . he had thrown it from him and fallen to the ground.’ ‘Ready?’ said he.’ he kept saying. ‘It’s the truth!’ cried Alan. Come on!’ And drawing my of my party. But before I could touch his blade with mine. and blank.’ I repeated. and I found myself only sick. ‘There are things said that cannot be passed over. and drew his sword.’ ‘That was your look-out when you insulted me. ‘Are ye daft? I cannae draw upon ye.’ he said. it seems a poor kind of pleasure to outface a boy. the tails of his great-coat clapping behind him in the wind. It’s fair murder. and he stood for a moment. you have run before them like a hare. na. I cannae.’ said I. wringing his mouth in his hand like a man in sore perplexity. Alan stood quite still.’ said I. na — I cannae. ‘I am no blower and boaster like some that I could name. ‘Na. and sorry. I would have given the world to take back what I had said. and wondering at myself.’ [29] A second sermon. ‘David!’ he cried .

No apology could blot out what I had said. it was needless to think of one. ‘that’s the way! Now lean upon me hard. ye ken —‘ He shut his mouth upon a sob. I must just die here. Gude kens where there’s a house! We’re in Balwhidder. ‘I’m by with it. ye’ll can forgive me. If I die. whether I chose or not. ‘if ye cannae help me. I thought I must have swooned where I stood. ‘Alan!’ I said. a mere cry for help might bring Alan back to my side. no. ‘Let me get my arm about ye. O. ‘Dinna say that! David man. Alan? In my heart. but where an apology was vain.’ and I pressed his arm Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and saw that I had lost for ever that doughty friend.’ ‘Wheesht. I spoke in a weeping voice that would have melted a heart of stone. there should be no want of houses. This last hour my legs have been fainting under me. none could cover the offence. and looked at me. This it was that gave me a thought. and the pang in my side was like a sword for sharpness. nor friends’ houses here.’ said I. ‘Can ye walk?’ asked Alan.’ he continued.’ said I. I cannae breathe right.’ He started up sitting. I liked ye fine — even when I was the angriest. At the same time. ‘I can be doing this way.evil days. ‘No. Davie?’ ‘Ay’ said I. the sickness that hung upon me seemed to  . Do ye gang easier so. let me get into the bield of a house — I’ll can die there easier.’ I had no need to pretend. ‘It’s true. I put my pride away from me. and then recalled my own insults. wheesht!’ cried Alan. I’ve a stitch in my side like a redhot iron. ‘not without help. too.

Again he came near sobbing. ‘For just precisely what I thought I liked about ye. will ye no be better on my back?’ ‘O. it’ll be a foot.’ he added. or near hand. stoutly. and I don’t. Alan. where there’s bound to be houses. I couldnae see ye were dying on your feet. and I dare say. but if I had laughed. but my stitch is sore! Is there nae house?’ ‘I’ll find a house to ye. or may be even mair!’ It was sweet and laughable to hear Alan eat his words up in the fear of some fresh quarrel. ‘now when I come to think of it.’ cried Alan. David.’ says I. know’ said Alan. I could have laughed. let’s say no more about it!’ said I. ‘and me a good twelve inches taller?’ ‘Ye’re no such a thing. his voice tailing off in a laughable manner. had not my stitch caught me so hard.’ cried I. I’m no saying I’m just exactly what ye would call a tall man. ‘I’m no a right man at all. ‘We’re neither one of us to mend the other — that’s the truth! We must just bear and forbear. ‘There may be a trifling matter of an inch or two. ‘We’ll follow down the burn. ye’ll have to try and forgive me. ‘Alan. O. whatever. I think I must have wept too. Davie. I could nae remember ye were just a bairn.with my hand.’ said he.’ ‘O man. man Alan.’ he said. My poor man. Ay. ‘Davie. with a start. I dare say ye’ll be just about right. was that ye never quarrelled: — and now I like ye better!’ 0 Kidnapped . I have neither sense nor kindness. ‘what makes ye so good to me? What makes ye care for such a thankless fellow?’ ‘Deed.

they were in ill-blood with Highlander and Lowlander. was extremely wishful to avoid them. the more immediate leader of that part of them about Balquhidder. and the Stewarts. were many of that old. No great clan held rule there. the Maclarens. Their chief.’ driven into the wild country about the springs of Forth and Teith by the advance of the Campbells. and now worse than ever. Alan knocked. with the Grahames. nameless. Here were Stewarts and Maclarens. it was filled and disputed by small septs. having credit with no side or party in the whole country of 1 . They had always been ill-considered. who took up the quarrel of any friend. red-handed clan of the Macgregors. however distant. which was of no very safe enterprise in such a part of the Highlands as the Braes of Balquhidder. for the Maclarens followed Alan’s chief in war. proscribed. and Alan. and made but one clan with Appin. was in exile. Here. Macgregor of Macgregor. which came to the same thing. James More.CHAPTER XXV IN BALQUHIDDER A t the door of the first house we came to. and broken remnants. and what they call ‘chiefless folk. lay waiting his trial in Edinburgh Castle. too. Rob Roy’s eldest son. Free eBooks at Planet eBook.

Here then I was got to bed without delay. What was much more astonishing. this time of my recovery was quite a festival. although once a party of two companies and some dragoons went by in the bottom of the valley. I was as free of all inquiry as though I had lain in a desert. I lay bedridden for no more than a week. no magistrate came near me. and was much of a lover of music. But whether because he was a very good doctor. strong man. and at night. and in that time of excitement. when the coast was clear. and as Duncan Dhu (which was the name of our host) had a pair of pipes in his house.Chance served us very well. or I a very young. for it was a household of Maclarens that we found. Yet my presence was known before I left to all the people in Balquhidder and the adjacent parts. our hostess. Mrs. He hid by day in a hole of the braes under a little wood. and before a month I was able to take the road again with a good heart. thought nothing good enough for such a guest. where I could see them through the window as I lay in bed. and a doctor fetched. All this time Alan would not leave me though I often pressed him. who found me in a sorry plight. where Alan was not only welcome for his name’s sake but known by reputation. The soldiers let us be. many coming about  Kidnapped . I need not say if I was pleased to see him. and there was no question put of whence I came or whither I was going. Maclaren. and indeed his foolhardiness in staying was a common subject of outcry with the two or three friends that were let into the secret. would come into the house to visit me. and we commonly turned night into day.

Duncan had time to pass me word of who it was. I could not change my age or person. in larger characters. yet he stepped about Balquhidder like a gentleman in his own walled policy. There was but one thing happened worth narrating. the amount of the blood money that had been set upon my life. and we looked at one another in concern. You should understand. Duncan Dhu and the rest that knew that I had come there in Alan’s company. that they could fail to put one thing with another. and connect me with the bill. There was one pinned near the foot of my bed. but among these clansmen. So it was. had now been printed. yet he walked into the house of his blood enemies as a rider[30] might into a public inn. It was he who had shot James Maclaren at the plough  . at least. [30]Commercial traveller. and above all about that time. where I could read my own not very flattering portrait and. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and many others must have had their guess. one of the sons of the notorious Rob Roy. The bills. He was sought upon all sides on a charge of carrying a young woman from Balfron and marrying her (as was alleged) by force. and that is the visit I had of Robin Oig. Other folk keep a secret among two or three near friends. For though I had changed my clothes. and somehow it leaks out. and they will keep it for a century. and Lowland boys of eighteen were not so rife in these parts of the world.the house on visits and these (after the custom of the country) spreading the news among their neighbours. too. a quarrel never satisfied. it is told to a whole countryside. could have entertained no doubt of who I was.

and it’ll perhaps suffice if I tell ye that I am own brother to James More Drummond or Macgregor. sir. sir. a little alarmed. my brother raised a part of the ‘Gregara’ and marched six companies to strike a stroke for the good side. was a gentleman of the same name precisely as yourself. and the surgeon that marched with our clan and cured my brother’s leg when it was broken in the brush at Preston Pans.’ And I sat up and bowed in bed. it was sure to arouse suspicion in a man under so dark a cloud as the Macgregor. ‘at your service. and if you are in any reasonable degree of nearness one of  Kidnapped . for I thought best to compliment him. the two were little likely to agree. ‘I am given to know. ‘But what I am come to say. took off his bonnet to was then close upon the time of Alan’s coming. sir. Macgregor-Campbell. but like a man among inferiors.’ said I.’ ‘I would give ye my name in return.’ said I. ‘nor yet of your father.’ he went on. came to my bedside and bowed. and leaving thus set himself (as he would have thought) in a proper light.’ says he. ‘but it’s one somewhat blown upon of late days. in case he was proud of having had an outlaw to his father.’ ‘No. He came in with a great show of civility. He bowed in return. In the year ‘45. and yet if we sent word or sought to make a signal. ‘that your name is Balfour. of whom ye will scarce have failed to hear. He was brother to Balfour of Baith.’ ‘They call me David Balfour. ‘is this. Maclaren. sir’ he replied. but clapped it on his head again to speak to Duncan.

‘That’s a kittle point. had prated of some of our high connections. and by a movement of his haunch.’ says Alan. ‘There may be Free eBooks at Planet eBook. They were neither of them big men. and there was nothing left me but that bitter disgrace of owning that I could not tell. I have come to put myself and my people at your command.’ answered Alan.’ Angry as I was at these words.that gentleman’s kin. ‘It sticks in my mind that I am in the country of my friends the Maclarens. I could hear him telling Duncan that I was ‘only some kinless loon that didn’t know his own father. Just in the door. Stewart. to be  . Macgregor. but nothing to the present purpose. ‘I did not know ye were in my country. he met Alan coming in. but they seemed fairly to swell out with pride.’ says Robin. turned his back upon me without a sign of salutation. ‘Troth. I could scarce keep from smiling that a man who was under the lash of the law (and was indeed hanged some three years later) should be so nice as to the descent of his acquaintances. Mr. Each wore a sword.’ says Robin. it’s not a name to be ashamed of. and the two drew back and looked at each other like strange dogs.’ returned the other. and ashamed of my own ignorance. so that it might be the more readily grasped and the blade drawn. ‘Mr. Robin told me shortly he was sorry he had put himself about.’ You are to remember that I knew no more of my descent than any cadger’s dog. thrust clear the hilt of it. and as he went towards the door. my uncle. I am thinking. sir.

‘The gentleman I have in my mind had the ill-taste to clap Campbell to his name. Here are my pipes. and when my kinsman and captain.’ said Alan. whateffer. still addressing Robin.two words to say to that. Ardshiel.’ ‘Do ye mean my father. Mr. and here are you two gentlemen who are baith acclaimed pipers. I could never hear that the Macgregor had the best of it. with something of a white face to be sure.’ said he. It’s an auld dispute which one of ye’s the best. ye will have heard a good deal more than that. had a talk with a gentleman of your name.’ said Alan. ‘I am not the only man that can draw steel in Appin. not so many years back. ‘I think I will have heard  Kidnapped . You and me would make a better pair. and Duncan. I was half out of bed. sir. But when that word was uttered. ‘I will have been thinking of a very different matter. sir?’ says Robin. But I think I will have heard that you are a man of your sword?’ ‘Unless ye were born deaf.’ ‘My father was an old man. ‘Gentlemen.’ ‘I was thinking that.’ said Alan. nor yet Robin from him. ‘The match was unequal. I wouldnae wonder. Macgregor.’ ‘Why.’ says Alan. Here will be a braw chance to settle it. sir. ready to intervene upon the least occasion. thrust himself between. sir.’ says Alan. ‘Well. and Duncan had been hanging at the elbow of these fighting cocks.’ returned Robin. from whom indeed he had not so much as shifted his eyes. ‘why. it was a case of now or never.

Mr.’ said Alan. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. but down they sat. Have ye music. ‘And that is a very bold word. ‘I would have ye to remark. ‘Eat and drink. Robin took the pipes and played a little spring in a very ranting manner. and which is made of old whiskey. Duncan Dhu made haste to bring out the pair of pipes that was his principal possession. Maclaren pressed them to taste his mutton-ham and ‘the wife’s brose. which will be worse for the breath than any brose in Scotland.’ replied Robin. Stewart. one upon each side of the peat fire. But Robin put aside these hospitalities as bad for the breath. ‘and that against better adversaries. and to set before his guests a mutton-ham and a bottle of that drink which they call Athole brose.’ Each ate a small portion of the ham and drank a glass of the brose to Mrs. ‘that I havenae broken bread for near upon ten hours.  .’ returned Robin. strained honey and sweet cream.’ says Alan.’ ‘I will take no advantages. ‘I have made bolder words good before now. slowly beaten together in the right order and proportion. and then after a great number of civilities.’ quoth Alan. with a mighty show of politeness.’ reminding them the wife was out of Athole and had a name far and wide for her skill in that confection. The two enemies were still on the very breach of a quarrel. as folk say? Are ye a bit of a piper?’ [31]Rumour. Maclaren. ‘I can pipe like a Macrimmon!’ cries Robin. I’ll follow you.some sough[31] of the sort.’ ‘It is easy to try that.

blow’ said Alan. ‘that ye seek to change them for the sword?’ ‘And that’s very well said. with such ingenuity and sentiment. and with so odd a fancy and so quick a knack in the grace-notes. Hand me the pipes. ‘I give ye the lie. the blood starting to his face.’ said Robin.’ said Alan. which it seemed that he remembered perfectly.’ Alan did as he asked. Stewart. ye can. and taking the instrument from his rival. as he went on. and then wandered into variations. he first played the same spring in a manner identical with Robin’s. Macgregor. ‘and in the meantime’ (laying a strong accent on the word) ‘I take back the lie.’ said the rival.’ ‘Do ye own yourself beaten at the pipes. ‘And now be the judge yourself. Stewart. and taking up the variations from the beginning. his face grew dark and hot. ‘That’s no very bad. and call the ‘warblers. which. ye need appeal to naebody. he worked them throughout to so new a purpose. ‘Ye’re a far better judge than any Maclaren in Balquhidder: for it’s a God’s truth that you’re a very creditable piper for a Stewart. then. that I was amazed to hear him. ‘Ay.’ said Robin.’ returned Alan. gloomily. Mr. ye have music. ‘but ye show a poor device in your warblers.’ ‘Indeed. such as pipers love.’ ‘Me!’ cried Alan. Mr. I appeal to Duncan.’ I had been pleased with Robin’s playing.‘Ay. and Robin proceeded to imitate and correct some part of Alan’s variations. he decorated with a perfect flight of grace-notes. Alan’s ravished me. and he sat and  Kidnapped .’ said Robin. As for Alan. Mr.

but it seems. he seemed to grow restless in his seat. I am not fit to blow in the same kingdom with ye. all night long the brose was going and the pipes changing hands. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. the last signs of his anger died from him. and the day had come pretty bright. before there came a change in his face. when the time quickened.gnawed his fingers. besides.’ And he made as if to rise. The first notes were scarce out. and nobly played. ‘ye are a great piper. and the three men were none the better for what they had been taking. ‘Enough!’ he cried. before Robin as much as thought upon the road. ‘Ye can blow the pipes — make the most of that. But Robin only held out his hand as if to ask for silence. ‘Robin Oig. and long before that piece was at an end. and he had no thought but for the music. and struck into the slow measure of a pibroch. it was a piece peculiar to the Appin Stewarts and a chief favourite with Alan. like a man under some deep affront. when it was done. I warn ye beforehand — it’ll no be fair! It would go against my heart to haggle a man that can blow the pipes as you can!’ Thereupon that quarrel was made up. It was a fine piece of music in  . Body of me! ye have mair music in your sporran than I have in my head! And though it still sticks in my mind that I could maybe show ye another of it with the cold steel.’ he said.

ye ken the saying. for if we came not soon to Mr. but it was already far through August. and the line of the Forth and even Stirling Bridge. I’ll lay my sword they let us pass un0 Kidnapped .’ Well. ‘It’s a chief principle in military affairs. as I have said. or if when we came there he should fail to help me.CHAPTER XXVI END OF THE FLIGHT: WE PASS THE FORTH T he month. we must surely starve. Rankeillor’s. the hunt must have now greatly slackened. besides. with every sign of an early and great harvest. when I was pronounced able for my journey. ‘Forth bridles the wild Hielandman. Forth is our trouble. would be watched with little interest. Our money was now run to so low an ebb that we must think first of all on speed. and beautiful warm weather. ‘to go where ye are least expected.’ said he. was not yet out. it’s just precisely there that they’ll be looking to lay hands on us. if we seek to creep round about the head of that river and come down by Kippen or Balfron. But if we stave on straight to the auld Brig of Stirling. In Alan’s view. which is the main pass over that river.

and coming to the edge of the hills saw the whole Carse of Stirling underfoot. But the sand of the little isle was sun-warm. within view of a herd of deer. we were within sight of safety. That night we struck Allan Water. that I have ever tasted. We passed the Hieland Line in the first hour. It behoved to lie close and keep silent. but ye’re in your own land again. Shearers worked all day in a field on one side of the river. we pushed to the house of a Maclaren in Strathire. as flat as a pancake. and followed it down. and we could hear the stones going on the hooks and the voices and even the words of the men talking. Here it was we made our camp. and whence we set forth again about the fall of night to make another easy stage. near by where it falls into the Forth. the green plants gave us shelter for our heads. and now if we could but pass yon crooked water. the happiest ten hours of sleep in a fine. butterbur and the like low plants. whence we could hear the drums beat as some part of the garrison paraded. a friend of Duncan’s. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. with the town and castle on a hill in the midst of it. where we slept the twenty-first of the month. ‘Now. that would just cover us if we lay flat. overgrown with burdock.challenged. accordingly. and to crown all.’ said Alan. breathing sunshine and on bonedry ground. and the moon shining on the Links of Forth. within plain view of Stirling Castle.’ The first night. we had food and drink in plenty. we found a little sandy islet.’ In Allan Water. ‘I kenna if ye 1 . The twenty-second we lay in a heather bush on the hillside in Uam Var. we might cast our bonnets in the air.

and the night still so dark. and then set forth again up the steep spring of the bridge. but Alan was more wary. close to where we lay. whiles lying still and hearing nothing earthly but the washing of the water on the piers.’ I whispered.’ said he. hobbling woman with a crutch stick. and her stick. not only as a place famous in history. ‘She’s bound to be across now. The moon was not yet up when we came there.As soon as the shearers quit their work and the dusk began to fall. ‘It looks unco’ quiet. I was for pushing straight across. The bridge is close under the castle hill. draw slowly farther away. who first stopped a little.’ So we lay for about a quarter of an hour. only heard the sound of her steps.’  Kidnapped . and a cough that she had by fits. ‘her foot still sounds boss[32] upon the bridge. high. whiles whispering. but it was all mighty still. and lower down a few lighted windows in the town. and make sure. but as the very doors of salvation to Alan and myself. that we soon lost sight of her. At last there came by an old. ‘Na. narrow bridge with pinnacles along the parapet. and you may conceive with how much interest I looked upon it. The woman was so little. ‘but for all that we’ll lie down here cannily behind a dyke.’ said Alan. and bemoaned herself and the long way she had travelled. and there seemed to be no guard upon the passage. an old. keeping to the fields and under the field fences. we waded ashore and struck for the Bridge of Stirling. a few lights shone along the front of the fortress.

he began to crawl away through the fields. that I was little likely to be pleased with anything.’ quoth Free eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘This’ll never do. and we heard the butt of a musket rattle on the stones. we might have passed unseen. never do for us. ‘Well. just upon the chance!’ said he. ‘To be sure there are fords. ‘Ou. hunted blackguard.’ And without another  . on the wrong side of Forth. ‘This’ll never. we’ll have to see what we can do for the firth. I must suppose the sentry had been sleeping. David. and a little after.’ said Alan. We have still the Forth to pass. ‘If we cannae pass the river. being well out of eyeshot. like a hero in a ballad. ‘Well?’ said I. and the chance forfeited. and none upon the firth. and struck along a road that led to the eastward. and indeed I was so sharply cut by the disappointment.’ said Alan. so that had we tried. Davie — weary fall the rains that fed and the hillsides that guided it!’ ‘And why go east?’ said I. Rankeillor’s door to claim my inheritance. I could not conceive what he was doing. And just then — ‘Who goes?’ cried a voice. got to his feet again. but he was awake now. and a bridge forbye.’ said I. ‘what would ye have? They’re none such fools as I took them for.’ ‘There are fords upon the river. a wandering. A moment back and I had seen myself knocking at Mr.[32]Hollow. and here was I back again.

‘And what’s more than all that: if ye pass a bridge. all of which we avoid Kidnapped . ‘But for us that have neither one nor other. I swim like a stone. it stands to reason it must be worse to pass a sea. ‘David. But let me set my wits upon the hone. then. If it’s hard to pass a river. borrow.’ ‘By them that have the skill of it.Alan. I’ll make a body to take it back again! So deave me with no more of your nonsense. ‘ye’re a man of small invention and less faith. I’ll make one!’ ‘I think I see ye!’ said I.’ ‘Ay. it can tell no tales. but if we pass the firth.’ ‘I’m not up to you in talking back. but walk (for that’s what you’ve got to do) —and let Alan think for ye. ‘and of what service. and by Alloa and Clackmannan and Culross. ‘but I can see we’re making bad worse. ‘but I have yet to hear that either you or me is much of a hand at that exercise.’ said I.’ says Alan. ‘I do that.’ ‘Ye think so?’ said Alan. ‘but a river can be swum.’ I said.’ returned he.’ says he. ‘or I’m the more deceived. when they are watched?’ ‘Well.’ said I. and such a thing as money. and for my own part. there’s the boat on the wrong side — somebody must have brought it — the country-side will all be in a bizz —-‘ ‘Man!’ cried Alan. ‘if I make a boat. they might just as well not have been invented. nor yet steal a boat. and if I cannae beg.’ says I. we walked through the north side of the Carse under the high line of the Ochil mountains.’ ‘But there’s such a thing as a boat. Alan.’ All night.

ed: and about ten in the morning. but just me only! O. cultivated hills and the busy people both of the field and sea. and here was I upon the north. a price set upon my head. Smoke went up from both of these. two ships lay anchored. mighty hungry and tired. This we carried with us in a bundle. with three silver shillings left to me of all my fortune. and the birds go over. It was altogether a right pleasant sight to me. and the boats go over — all that please can go. and boats were coming and going on the Hope. man. there was Mr. and bought some bread and cheese from a good-looking lass that was the servant. and an outlawed man for my sole company. Alan had fallen into a muse. Alan!’ said I. which we only knew to be a public by the wand over the door. For all that. ‘to think of it! Over there. At last he stopped in the way. that we saw some third part of a mile in front. As we went. This is a place that sits near in by the water-side. and from other villages and farms upon all hands. and though I took no heed of it. and looks across the Hope to the town of the Queensferry. I kept looking across the water and sighing to myself. meaning to sit and eat it in a bush of wood on the sea-shore. The fields were being reaped. but it’s a heart-break!’ In Limekilns we entered a small  . Free eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘O. there’s all that heart could want waiting me. where I had no doubt wealth awaited me. came to the little clachan of Limekilns. green. clad in poor enough attire of an outlandish fashion. and I could not take my fill of gazing at these comfortable. Rankeillor’s house on the south shore.

’ I followed him. no doubt.’ said I. ‘What good can that do?’ ‘Well. ‘I was rather in hopes it would maybe get us that boat. to which end there is no manner of need that she should take you for a beauty.’ said he.’ said I. the bottom ground of which is just exactly as serious as the gallows for the pair of us. if ye please. with one of his droll looks. ‘David Balfour. ‘I wish ye were a wee thing paler. as if ye had stolen the coat from a potato-bogle. that’s good news. it would be liker it.‘Did ye take heed of the lass we bought this of?’ says he.’ ‘Ye thought that?’ cries he. rag-and-tatter. ‘have it as you will. in mind. but apart from that ye’ll do fine for my purpose — ye have a fine. ‘and a bonny lass she was. tapping on the bread and cheese. Let me see’ (looking me curiously over). and conduct yourself according.’ ‘Well. hang-dog. I want her to be sorry for ye. David.’ said Alan. ‘To be sure. laughing. So bear it.’ said I. ye see. well.’ said Alan. ‘Man. right about. and back to the change-house for that boat of ours. Come.’  Kidnapped . ‘That’s all that you ken. For all that. ‘ye’re a very funny gentleman by your way of it. clappermaclaw kind of a look to ye. David.’ ‘If it were the other way about.’ ‘In the name of all that’s wonderful. I am going to do a bit of playacting. why so?’ says I. if ye have any affection for my neck (to say nothing of your own) ye will perhaps be kind enough to take this matter responsibly. and this is a very funny employ for ye. ‘I don’t want the lass to fall in love with ye.

But my Free eBooks at Planet eBook. with a kind of fury. indeed!’ and he kept grumbling to himself as he fed  . with his back to her. ‘What’s like wrong with him?’ said she at last. overwrought lad and his most tender comrade.’ says she. affectionate countenance. ‘He’s young for the like of that. he made me take his arm and hang upon it like one almost helpless with weariness. concerned. ‘Would ye have me steal?’ I thought this roughness would have sent her off in dudgeon. ‘Ower young. as indeed it closed her mouth for the time. called for a tass of brandy with which he fed me in little sips. of a poor. ‘He would be better riding. helped me to a chair. ‘Wrong?’ cries he. and stood leaning with her back on the next table. ‘And where could I get a horse to him?’ cried Alan. the whole with that grave. and then breaking up the bread and cheese helped me to eat it like a nursery-lass. and slept oftener in wet heather than dry sheets.’ said Alan. he seemed to be half carrying me. Alan turned upon her. quo’ she! Wrong enough. turning on her with the same appearance of fury. that might have imposed upon a judge. but Alan had no words to spare for her in explanation.’ said the maid. and by the time he pushed open the change-house door. It was small wonder if the maid were taken with the picture we presented. Wrong. She drew quite near. like a man ill-pleased.As we got near the clachan. ‘He’s walked more hundreds of miles than he has hairs upon his chin. I would think! Wrong. to my great wonder. The maid appeared surprised (as well she might be) at our speedy return. sick.

gave her a few bars of ‘Charlie is my darling. ‘No.companion knew very well what he was doing. but somehow at this I could hold in no longer. doctors to see to him — and here he must tramp in the dubs and sleep in the heather like a beggarman. but with a wonderful pretty sentiment. ‘I’ll whistle ye a bit tune. for I was better already. softened a little (I believe against his will) by this artless comment. food to eat. ‘Has he nae friends?’ said she.’ said Alan.’ says he. and sitting tongue-tied between shame and merriment. and for as simple as he was in some things of life. ‘if we could but win to them! — friends and rich friends.’ says she.’ she said at last — ‘ye’re gentry. for I ever hated to take part in lies. but I’ll tell ye what I’ll do instead. and bade Alan let me be. for the lass no doubt set down my husky voice to sickness and fatigue.  Kidnapped . ‘that’s true indeed. and in a mere breath of a whistle. ‘I cannae very safely say. and looked over her shoulder to the door.’ said Alan. ‘Ye neednae tell me.’ ‘Well. as if she were herself some disinherited great lady. ‘and suppose we were? Did ever you hear that gentrice put money in folk’s pockets?’ She sighed at this. My voice stuck in my throat.’ And with that he leaned pretty far over the table. but my very embarrassment helped on the plot. beds to lie in.’ ‘Wheesht. ‘My dear. in a tearful voice. had a great fund of roguishness in such affairs as these.’ ‘And why that?’ says the lass. ‘That has he so!’ cried Alan.’ I was all this while chafing at the part I played.’ says she.

meaning that I was old enough to lose my head. Then she told us to fall to. and there would be no more to pay.’ she cried.’ ‘Ye’ll have to sit it then. looking on.’ said he.’ said Alan. than she touched me on the shoulder with a little friendly touch. and even my groan served Alan’s purpose.’ said Alan. for it was overheard by the lass as she came flying in again with a dish of white puddings and a bottle of strong  . and had no sooner set the meat before us. or at least her father’s. and while we sat and ate. for the inn was her own. ‘And him so young!’ cries the lass. Alan in high good humour at the furthering of his schemes. leaving us alone together. Davie.’ I cried. but Alan Breck is a dead man. though. ye may scrape your own life out of the fire.’ This was so true that I could only groan. ‘Alan. and thinkFree eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘unless we manage the better. ‘I can stand no more of this. she took up that same place by the next table. We waited for no second bidding. ‘It’s what will be. for bread and cheese is but cold comfort and the puddings smelt excellently well.’ At this the lass turned and ran out of that part of the house. ‘It would be a black shame. ‘For if ye upset the pot now. as much as to bid me cheer up. ‘Poor lamb!’ says she. and he was gone for the day to Pittencrieff. flushing high.‘That’s it. and I in bitter dudgeon at being called a Jacobite and treated like a child. ‘He’s old enough to——‘ and Alan struck his forefinger on the back part of his neck.

we have but three shillings left in this wide world. with the death grapple at his throat he must aye be trailing in the rain on the lang roads. I couldnae. ye would help. ‘Na. my lass.’ ‘I couldnae. and think upon this poor sick lad of mine. he must aye be moving.’ ‘No.’ said he. ‘ye’re not that kind. If we lack that boat. decent kind of a man to bring that boat back again and keep his counsel.’ ‘I would never betray ye. and what other place there is for us except the chains of a gibbet — I give you my naked word. ‘Ay’ said Alan.’ she said at last to Alan. But I’ll tell ye what ye would do. lassie? Are ye to lie in your warm bed and think upon us.’ ‘No.’ said she. ‘there are boats in the Kingdom of Fife. ‘if ye mean that. ‘but ye see I ken the folk I speak to. and how to do. and frowning to herself. and drawing the string of her apron through her hand. biting his finger ends on a blae muir for cauld and hunger? Sick or sound.’ said he. and when he gants his 0 Kidnapped . as I came in by your town’s end. ‘I’m thinking ye have rather a long tongue. when the wind gowls in the chimney and the rain tirls on the roof? Are ye to eat your meat by the cheeks of a red fire. there would be two souls saved — mine to all likelihood — his to a dead surety. and some secret.’ said Alan. Now if we could have the use of a boat to pass under cloud of night into Lothian. I kenna! Shall we go wanting. for I saw two (no less) upon the beach.’ said she. ‘Look ‘but if ye could?’ She answered him nothing. shaking her head. and where to go.

and I will tell you more. ‘Mr.’ At this appeal. Here we must lie. there will be nae friends near him but only me and God. being tempted to help us. although Alan’s darkened. ‘I’ll find some means to put you over. and yet in some fear she might be helping malefactors.’ says she. Rankeillor is a kennt man.’ said she. ‘And ye can trust me. ‘I daur say that!’ ‘Well. and so now I determined to step in myself and to allay her scruples with a portion of the 1 . however. get clear of the clachan as soon as might be. that though I am indeed. not thick enough to veil us from passersby upon the road or beach. making the best of the brave warm weather and the good Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ At this we waited for no more. in some peril of my life. ‘of Mr. King George has no truer friend in all Scotland than myself. Rankeillor of the Ferry?’ ‘Rankeillor the writer?’ said she. ‘it’s to his door that I am bound.’ said I. made short work of the puddings. It was a small piece of perhaps a score of elders and hawthorns and a few young ashes. so you may judge by that if I am an ill-doer. and set forth again from Limekilns as far as to the wood.last on a rickle of cauld stanes. ‘That’s more than I would ask. hear’ said I. ‘Did ever you.’ Her face cleared up mightily at this. I could see the lass was in great trouble of mind.’ And she bade us finish our meat. but shook hands with her upon the bargain. and lie close in the bit wood on the sea-beach. by a dreadful error.

The day came to an end with the same brightness. At that. who had denied him justice. We had but one trouble all day. we were in the greater impatience to be gone ourselves. not even her sweetheart.hopes we now had of a deliverance. down to the Bailies of Inverkeithing who had given him more of it than he desired. She had trusted no one with our affairs. had left the house by a window. if she had one. and come to our assistance single-handed. I was abashed how to find expression for my thanks. saying  Kidnapped . It was impossible but he should conceive some suspicion of two men lying all day concealed in a thicket and having no business to allege. with a great bottle of whisky in his pocket. and planing more particularly what remained for us to do. the night fell quiet and clear. a red-nosed. but as soon as her father was asleep. stolen a neighbour’s boat. one after another. began to be put out. As long as he stayed there he kept us in hot water with prying questions. before we heard the grinding of oars upon the rowing-pins. begged us to lose no time and to hold our peace. from the Lord President of the Court of Session. when a strolling piper came and sat in the same wood with us. and we were long since strangely tortured with anxieties. and after he was gone. bleareyed. drunken dog. and a long story of wrongs that had been done him by all sorts of persons. as he was a man not very likely to hold his tongue. but she was no less abashed at the thought of hearing them. but it was past eleven. lights came out in houses and hamlets and then. we looked out and saw the lass herself coming rowing to us in a boat.

Free eBooks at Planet eBook.(very properly) that the heart of our matter was in haste and silence. For my part. Even after she was gone. and was out again at sea and rowing for Limekilns. had shaken hands with  . before there was one word said either of her service or our gratitude. as we were lying in a den on the sea-shore and I had been already dozing.’ And a matter of an hour later. and fear lest we should have anyway involved her in the dangers of our situation. she was so simple a creature that my heart smote me both with remorse and fear: remorse because we had traded upon her ignorance. ‘It is a very fine lass. Only Alan stood a great while upon the shore shaking his head. we had nothing to say. what with one thing and another. it is a very fine lass. she had set us on the Lothian shore not far from Carriden.’ he said at last. as indeed nothing was enough for such a kindness. ‘David. I could say nothing. and so. he broke out again in commendations of her character.

many slated. Every time it comes to me. it takes me off to that last day of my uncertainty. whistling and beating the measure with a finger. it  Kidnapped . any ploughman might whistle it by accident. but take it altogether. At first I proposed I should give him for a signal the ‘Bonnie House of Airlie. with Alan sitting up in the bottom of the den. but he objected that as the piece was very commonly known. he should lie in the fields by the roadside near to Newhalls. and stir for naught until he heard me whistling. but as soon as it began to grow dark.CHAPTER XXVII I COME TO MR. nor yet the street so noble. the houses of good stone. I thought. as that of Peebles. and taught me instead a little fragment of a Highland air.’ which was a favourite of mine. RANKEILLOR T he next day it was agreed that Alan should fend for himself till sunset. the town-hall not so fine. and will likely run in my head when I lie dying. and the grey of the dawn coming on his face. I was in the long street of Queensferry before the sun was up. which has run in my head from that day to this. It was a fairly built burgh.

So I went up and down. with a strange gnawing in my  . and what time had I to spare with less than three shillings in my pocket. and saw people looking askance at me upon the street or out of windows. and the windows to open. Even if things were as I conceived. perhaps nine in the forenoon. and through the street. I was indeed sorely cheated and left in a sore pass. and the fires began to be kindled. and a condemned. As the morning went on. and I was worn with these wanderFree eBooks at Planet eBook. I began to take a fresh apprehension: that it might be no easy matter even to come to speech of the lawyer. I saw now that I had no grounds to stand upon. and down to the harbour-side. hunted man upon my hands to ship out of the country? Truly. nor so much as of my own identity. It grew to be high day at last. and the people to appear out of the houses. and nudging or speaking one to another with smiles. And as I continued to walk up and down. it would in all likelihood take time to establish my contentions. and every now and then a movement of despair.put me to shame for my foul tatters. If it was all a bubble. and no clear proof of my rights. Rankeillor. if my hope broke with me. it might come to the gallows yet for both of us. For the life of me I could not muster up the courage to address any of these reputable burghers. I thought shame even to speak with them in such a pickle of rags and dirt. like a dog that has lost its master. and if I had asked for the house of such a man as Mr. far less to convince him of my story. I suppose they would have burst out laughing in my face. my concern and despondency grew ever the blacker.

’ ‘Then. like one surprised. Rankeillor.’ said he. ‘that is his house that I have just come out of. sir. flowering knots upon the sills. [33]Newly rough-cast.’ ‘I do not know your name. and taking heart of grace. I told him I was come to the Queensferry on business. when the door fell open and there issued forth a shrewd. ‘but I think it would be as well to tell you where and how in a more private manner.’ said I. consequential man in a well-powdered wig and spectacles.  Kidnapped . kindly.’ said I. holding his lip in his hand.’ ‘My name is David Balfour. as it proved. ‘nor yet your face. I was even envying this dumb brute. Mr. Well. ‘And where have you come from. ‘I have come from a great many strange places.’ He seemed to muse awhile. I was in such a plight that no one set eyes on me once. in rather a high tone. ‘I have to beg the favour of an interview. sir. but he looked at me again. looking me pretty drily in the face. and for a rather singular chance.’ said I. and chanced to have stopped in front of a very good house on the landward side. ‘David Balfour?’ he repeated.ings. ‘Why. was so much struck with my poor appearance that he came straight up to me and asked me what I did.’ said he. clear glass windows. asked him to direct me to the house of Mr. I am that very man. ruddy. David Balfour?’ he asked. the walls new-harled[33] and a chase-dog sitting yawning on the step like one that was at home. a house with beautiful. and this gentleman.

‘I will even do as Horace says. ‘if you have any business. pray be brief and come swiftly to the point.’ He got a paper book out of a drawer and set it before him open.’ says he. smiling. and though I was somewhat encouraged. ‘Yes. ‘And now. But I had shot my bolt and sat speechless. Mr. and brought me into a little dusty chamber full of books and documents. ‘My father was Alexander Balfour.’ I answered. no doubt. Here he sate down. ‘that will be the best. ‘Come. schoolmaster of that Free eBooks at Planet eBook. Balfour.’ said I. the 12th of March. with a keen look. and indeed his scrap of Latin had been set to test me. come.’ said he. the blood came in my face when I added: ‘I have reason to believe myself some rights on the estate of Shaws. though I thought he looked a little ruefully from his clean chair to my muddy rags. For all that. ‘you must continue. sir. and bade me be seated.’ And he led me back with him into his  . Nec gemino bellum Trojanum orditur ab ovo —do you understand that?’ says he.’ He nodded as if he was well pleased.’ He seemed to follow this statement in his paper book. but what that meant I knew not. ‘and carry you in medias res.’ says he. Where were you born?’ ‘In Essendean. ‘the year 1733. ‘Well?’ said he. ‘Your father and mother?’ said he. cried out to some one whom I could not see that he would be engaged all morning.and looking now at me and now upon the causeway of the street. sir.

‘The name of the isle on which I was cast up is the Island Earraid. ‘and my mother Grace Pitarrow. I think her people were from Angus.’ I answered. ‘you are deeper than me in the geography. and for that matter. ‘The same. Campbell. sir. Rankeillor.’ ‘Have you any papers proving your identity?’ asked Mr. ‘for it was by his means and the procurement of my uncle. ‘Whom you have seen?’ he asked. too. But so far.’ said I. ‘By whom I was received into his own house. ‘but they are in the hands of Mr. and could be readily produced.’ ‘You say you were shipwrecked. in what sense?’ ‘In the plain meaning of the word. ‘I was on my  Kidnapped .’ said I. suffered shipwreck and a hundred other ‘where was that?’ ‘Off the south end of the Isle of Mull. I do not think my uncle would deny me.’ said I.’ ‘Ah!’ says he. sir.’ ‘Meaning Mr. But you say you were kidnapped. sir.’ said I.’ said I. Campbell. for my sins. Ebenezer Balfour?’ says he. that I was kidnapped within sight of this town.’ said Rankeillor. carried to sea. I may tell you. Mr. ‘Did you ever meet a man of the name of Hoseason?’ asked Mr. Rankeillor. ‘I did so. ‘No. the minister.’ said I. smiling. this agrees pretty exactly with other informations that I hold. would give me his word. and stand before you today in this poor accoutrement.

com  . cruelly struck down. I have escaped. and I own I shall not be very well contented until it is set right.’ said I. If you were more trustful. Fui.’ ‘The brig was lost on June the 27th. a fate that. and was shipped off to be a slave by the very man that (if I rightly understand) is your employer?’ All this while I had been gaining ground with Mr. and knew no more of anything till we were far at sea. ‘these months are very easily filled up. It has already caused a vast amount of trouble to your friends.’ ‘You are not to forget. sir. of near upon two months. Mr. gaining confidence.’ ‘This is to argue in a circle. I was destined for the plantations.’ ‘Indeed. sir. thrown below.’ said he. non sum. ‘No. And you know. we have a proverb in the country that evil-doers are aye evildreaders. ‘it is not so bad as that. it would better befit your time of life. looking in his book. I was indeed your uncle’s man of business. Mr. ‘I cannot be convinced till I have heard you.’ said the lawyer. which I made with something of a smile myself. but while you Free eBooks at Planet eBook.’ said I. Balfour. I would be glad to know that I was talking to a friend.’ says he. but yet before I told my story. he fairly laughed aloud. no. when I was trepanned on board the brig.way to your house. But at this sally. Rankeillor. Here is a considerable hiatus. in God’s providence. and in proportion as I gained ground. I cannot be your friend till I am properly informed.’ and we are now at August the 24th. Balfour. ‘that I have already suffered by my trustfulness.

and that you had started for the continent of Europe. intending to fulfil your education. Interrogated how you had come to send no word to Mr. but I had known your father. for whatever shrewd suspicions we might entertain. Mr. Balfour. Further interrogated where you now were. which was probable and praiseworthy. I am not exactly sure that any one believed him. I had never heard of your existence. and can judge for yourself to what extent I may be trusted.’ continued Mr. And now. and from matters in my competence (to be touched upon hereafter) I was disposed to fear the worst. Campbell. a good deal of water has run under the bridges.(imberbis juvenis custode remoto) were gallivanting in the west. he deponed that you had expressed a great desire to break with your past life. declared (what seemed improbable) that he had given you considerable sums. Rankeillor with a smile. ‘and in particular he so much disrelished me expressions of mine that (in a word) he showed me to the door. we had no shadow of probation. injury to my pocket. but believed you were in Leyden. Campbell stalked into my office. Mr. We were then at a full stand. ‘you understand the whole process of these matters. demanding you from all the winds. Ebenezer admitted having seen you. and another blot upon your uncle’s character. Campbell. and if your ears did not sing. with no consequences but concern to Mr. comes Captain Hoseason with the story of your drowning.’ 0 Kidnapped . it was not for lack of being talked about. On the very day of your sea disaster. which could very ill afford it. protested ignorance. whereupon all fell through. Mr. That is a close sum of his replies. In the very article.’ said he.

he remembered and would remind me of. ‘if I tell you my story.’ He passed me his word very seriously. ‘these are rather alarming prolocutions. so that I sometimes feared he was asleep.’ said I. ‘But. Pass me your word it shall be sacred. but it was all uttered with a fine geniality of eye and manner which went far to conquer my distrust.’ Thereupon I told him my story from the first. so that first point of my identity seemed fully granted. we had an odd scene. years after. and if there are in your story any little jostles to the law. and for what touches myself. and pass lightly. Mr. I would beg you to bear in mind that I am a lawyer. I could see he now treated me as if I was myself beyond a doubt. The name of Alan had of course rung through Scotland. Moreover. But no such matter! he heard every word (as I found afterward) with such quickness of hearing and precision of memory as often surprised me. and placed more scraps of Latin in his speech. he listening with his spectacles thrust up and his eyes closed. I must commit a friend’s life to your discretion. ‘above all of Highlanders. with the news of the Appin murder and the offer of the reward. Yet when I called Alan Breck in full. I will ask no better guarantee than just your face. heard for that time only.’ said he.’ said he. ‘Sir.Indeed he was more pedantic than I can represent him. Balfour. ‘I would name no unnecessary names. Even strange outlandish Gaelic 1 . many of whom are obnoxious to the law. and it had no sooner escaped me than the lawyer moved in his seat and opened his eyes.’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook.

Glen.’ said Mr. ‘but since I have let it slip. or in English if you please. as you may have remarked. it was no matter of mine. and had already guessed I might be coming to the murder. I gave the name of ‘Mr. with no very high opinions of their own. if you please.’ said the lawyer. sought out every cranny to avoid offence to either.’ It was truly the most open farce. Mr. it might have been better not. If he chose to play this part of ignorance. ‘this is a great epic. You have rolled much. was mentioned under the style of Mr. Through all the rest of my story Alan was Mr. Colin Campbell passed as a Mr. Thomson. well. Thomson — that there may be no reflections. and quiet persons. quae regio in terris — what  Kidnapped . so I smiled. I would take some such way with any Highlander that you may have to mention — dead or alive. Thomson’s kinsman. sir. when I came to that part of my tale. I may as well continue. Rankeillor. ‘I am somewhat dull of hearing.’ By this. James Stewart. when there were two parties in the state. I saw he must have heard the name all too clearly. We will call your friend. as it was a piece of policy after his own heart. which amused me the more. and I wondered that the lawyer should care to keep it up.’ said I. and to Cluny. after all. when I had quite done. and I am far from sure I caught the name exactly. You must tell it. in a sound Latinity when your scholarship is riper. Jameson. though for my part I prefer the stronger tongue.’ ‘Not at all. And in future. a Highland chief. but.‘Well. and consented. said it was no very Highland-sounding name. in like manner. a great Odyssey of yours. it was quite in the taste of that age. ‘Well.

Here he set before me water and soap. these days are fortunately. This Mr. He rose. yes. Well. But you are doubtless quite right to adhere to him. Balfour would stay to dinner.parish in Scotland (to make a homely translation) has not been filled with your wanderings? You have shown. and. and to talk amicably with a gentleman in broadcloth. besides. called over the stair to lay another plate. and making my bed upon the hills and under the bare sky. indubitably. for I dare say you would both take an orra thought upon the gallows. and laid out some clothes that belonged to his son. It comes — we may say — he was your true companion. with another apposite tag. It would please me none the worse. and I think (speaking humanly) that you are near the end of your troubles. if (with all his merits) he were soused in the North Sea. well. Even as I thought so. and a comb. But the lawyer saw and understood me. he adhered to you. I had been so long wandering with lawless people. he looked upon me with so much humour and benignity that I could scarce contain my  . and led me into a bedroom in the upper part of the house. and I was once more plunged in confusion. is a sore embarrassment. for the man. upon the whole. for Mr. for behaving well in them. though perhaps a trifle bloody-minded. seemed mighty elevations. my eye fell on my unseemly tatters. a singular aptitude for getting into false positions. nor less paribus curis vestigia figit. David. Mr.’ As he thus moralised on my adventures. he left me to my Free eBooks at Planet eBook. covered house. Thomson seems to me a gentleman of some choice qualities. and here. that to sit once more in a clean. by.

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You will be wondering. ‘and now that you are looking a little more like yourself. Mr.’ ‘Truly. made me his compliments.  . above all. ‘and what may perhaps surprise you more. about your father and your uncle? To be sure it is a singular tale.’ said he. David.’ ‘But your uncle.’ replied the lawyer. Mr. And yet I was ashamed of the change too. When I had done. let me see if I can find you any news.’ says he. and blithe was I to look in the glass and find the beggarman a thing of the past. was not always old. and David Balfour come to life again.CHAPTER XXVIII I GO IN QUEST OF MY INHERITANCE I made what change I could in my appearance.’ said I. and. really with embarrassment. no doubt. Mr. David. and the explanation is one that I blush to have to offer you. of the borrowed clothes. ‘I cannot very well join that notion with my uncle. and had me again into the cabinet. ‘Sit ye down. Rankeillor caught me on the stair. ‘the matter hinges on a love affair. not Free eBooks at Planet eBook.

David. He had a fine. qui bellus es. people stood in their doors to look after him. However. and when he found he had deceived himself. now he lay sick at home. took all this folly with a long countenance. with his silly family standing round the bed in tears. made. ay. but he was weak. not altogether without envy. In 1715. now he rode from public-house to public-house.’ said I. however. but he had a spirit of his own that seemed to promise great things in the future. and the spoiled one. majora canamus — the two lads fell in love. and I ingenuously confess. was a kind gentleman. Dick. ‘Ay. and in those days it was a case of Odi te. it’s from her you must inherit your excellent good sense. and she refused to be bandied from one to another. and that with the same lady. Both got upon their knees to her.’ said the lawyer. Mr. and one day — by your leave! — resigned the lady. Sabelle. no doubt. found him in a ditch. to the mirth of the whole country. as he went by upon a mettle horse. for I was a plain lad myself and a plain man’s son. Ebenezer. dolefully weak. who was the admired and the beloved.always ugly. what must he do but run away to join the rebels? It was your father that pursued him. gallant air. Mr. and shouted his sorrows into the lug of Tom. mighty certain of the victory. and Harry. screamed like a peacock. and the upshot of the matter for that while was that she showed both of them the door. The whole country heard of it.  Kidnapped . She was no such fool. Your father.’ ‘It sounds like a dream. and brought him back multum gementem. ‘that is how it is with youth and age. I have seen it with these eyes. Nor was that all.

‘Surely. sir. and wanted nothing so much as to be tied up and soundly belted.’ I thought myself it was a silly business. and in the meanwhile. Mr. they talk a great deal of charity and generosity. Ebenezer!’ ‘And yet that is certainly the strangest part of all. has brought forth a monstrous family of injustices. Anyhow. the other the estate. but I could not forget my father had a hand in it. The scene must have been highly farcical. Your father and mother lived and died poor folk. no. Now. some dignus vindice nodus. ‘Why.That was in August. what a time it has been for the tenants on the estate of Shaws! And I might add (if it was a matter I cared much about) what a time for Mr.’ said I. sentimental selfishness upon your uncle’s.’ said I. and from one height to another of squalling. and the end of it was. this piece of Quixotry on your father’s part. not at all. and takes all the law allows him. they came at last to drive a sort of bargain. dear me! the same year I came from college. However. ‘that a man’s nature should thus change. sir. David. that from concession to concession on your father’s part. it had some note of tragedy.’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘For tragedy implies some ponderable matter in dispute. as it was unjust in itself. from whose ill results you have recently been smarting. The one man took the lady. I often think the happiest consequences seem to flow when a gentleman consults his lawyer. you were poorly reared.’ returned the lawyer. but in this disputable state of life. and this piece of work was all about the petulance of a young ass that had been spoiled. that was not your father’s  .

raised a cry of murder.‘True. if any of your doings with your friend Mr. those who knew it not. besides which. The kidnapping.’ said Mr. Money was all he got by his bargain. ‘And yet I imagine it was natural enough. what is my position?’ ‘The estate is yours beyond a doubt.’ I told him I was very willing to be easy. He was selfish when he was young. well. ‘It matters nothing what your father signed. and my advice (upon the whole) is to make a very easy bargain with your uncle. and it would be likely your identity that he would call in question. and contenting yourself in the meanwhile with a fair provision. Thomson were to come out. In the meantime (thinking to myself) I began to see the outlines of that scheme on which  Kidnapped .’ replied the lawyer. He could not think that he had played a handsome part.’ said I. But your uncle is a man to fight the indefensible. and that to carry family concerns before the public was a step from which I was naturally much averse. and the other succeed in the estate. he is selfish now that he is old. and a family lawsuit always scandalous. we might find that we had burned our fingers. if we could only prove it. to be sure. But it may be difficult to prove. he came to think the more of money. would be a court card upon our side. Those who knew the story gave him the cold shoulder. seeing one brother disappear. so that upon all sides he found himself evited. and the latter end of all these pretty manners and fine feelings you have seen for yourself.’ ‘Well. Rankeillor. ‘and in all this. you are the heir of entail. A lawsuit is always expensive. sir. perhaps even leaving him at Shaws where he has taken root for a quarter of a century.

‘The great affair.’ said Mr. when I had done. rubbing his brow.’ ‘You must be the judge. For mark you here. sir. ‘here is my way of it.’ ‘Well.’ And I opened my plot to him.’ said I. Mr. But it was clear my plan had taken hold upon his fancy.’ I asked. and some word of your friend Mr. I say nothing against your friend. David! — it would be my duty to lay hands on him. sir. Thomson: I know nothing against him. sir. Mr. His name may not be even Thomson!’ cries the lawyer. ‘and if possible. Rankeillor. we could no longer check their testimony. David. twinkling. but once they were in the box. ‘Dear doctor!’ cries he. and that lady had Free eBooks at Planet  . for he kept musing to himself till we were called to dinner and the company of Mrs. I am afraid your scheme is inadmissible. Now I put it to you: is it wise to meet? He may have matters to his charge. Mr. indeed. out of court. ‘But this would seem to involve my meeting the man Thomson?’ says he. ‘for some of these fellows will pick up names by the roadside as another would gather haws. ‘Dear doctor! No. Thomson must certainly crop out.’ said I. and if I did — mark this. Which (from what you have let fall) I cannot think to be desirable. Mr. David: we could no doubt find some men of the Covenant who would swear to your reclusion. He may not have told you all.we afterwards acted.’ said I. ‘I think so. ‘is to bring home to him the kidnapping?’ ‘Surely. Rankeillor.

’s discretion. sir. while he thoughtfully rolled his wine upon his tongue. ‘are you to venture it?’ ‘Why.’ says he. ere he was back harping on my proposal. that I give you my word I did not know my own clerk. When and where was I to meet my friend Mr. and smiled out of politeness. T. and set to work writing and weighing every word. Then he got a sheet of paper and a pencil. so it would appear. you will be so kind as put on your hat and be ready to come along with this gentleman and me. was so blind without them. and at last touched a bell and had his clerk into the chamber. and when it came four o’clock. When I had answered all of them. filling his glass. supposing we could catch the old fox tripping. seemingly to his contentment. and I. he fell into a still deeper muse. The very sight of Torrance brings in my head a little droll matter of some years ago. who had forgot my spectacles. even the claret being now forgotten. I said it was an odd chance. Each had gone his proper errand. and when it is done.’ ‘What. when I had made a tryst with the poor oaf at the cross of Edinburgh. ‘Torrance. ‘But let us speak no more of business. but what held me all the afternoon in wonder. for you will probably be wanted as a witness. ‘I must have this written out fair against to-night. he kept re0 Kidnapped . was I sure of Mr.’ said he.’ And thereupon he laughed heartily. as soon as the clerk was gone.scarce left us again to ourselves and a bottle of wine. Thomson. Torrance had been taking a glass and did not know his master. would I consent to such and such a term of an agreement — these and the like questions he kept asking at long intervals.’ cried I.

recalling how many that had been there with me that day were now no more: Ransome taken. from the evil to come. At last we were clear of the houses. I have forgot my glasses!’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook. we set out from the house. ‘if this be not a farcical adventure! After all that I 1 . clapped his hand to his pockets. Rankeillor and I arm in arm. Shuan passed where I dared not follow him. I could not look upon the place without emotion. and Torrance following behind with the deed in his pocket and a covered basket in his hand. the lawyer was bowing right and left. Towards the time I had appointed with Alan. My only thought should have been of gratitude. All through the town. and yet I could not behold the place without sorrow for others and a chill of recollected fear. ‘Why. and telling it again with fresh details and laughter. Rankeillor cried out.turning and dwelling on this story. and come through these hardships and fearful perils without scath. I could hope. and continually being button-holed by gentlemen on matters of burgh or private business.’ he cries. and began to go along the side of the haven and towards the Hawes Inn and the Ferry pier. the scene of my misfortune. so that I began at last to be quite put out of countenance and feel ashamed for my friend’s folly. and the poor souls that had gone down with the brig in her last plunge. I had outlived. I was so thinking when. Mr. and I could see he was one greatly looked up to in the county. upon a sudden. and began to laugh. and the brig herself. Mr. All these.

It is not a thing (mark ye) that any one could do. As soon as we were past the Hawes (where I recognised the landlord smoking his pipe in the door. and as soon as I had told him in what a forward state our matters were and the part I looked to him to play in what remained. having passed a long day alone skulking in the county.’ says he. and had spoken to and recognised a good few persons as we came through the town. of course. I went up the hill. ‘and I dare to say that you could lay your hands upon no better man to put it through than Alan Breck. he sprang into a new man. walking behind with Torrance and sending me forward in the manner of a scout. so that he might have the benefit of Alan’s help without the awkwardness of recognising him. whistling from time to time my Gaelic air. it had been done on purpose. or how be made to bear damaging evidence against myself? For all that. for now (suppose things to go the very worst) how could Rankeillor swear to my friend’s identity. but takes a gentleman of  Kidnapped . and I had little doubt myself that he saw reasonably well. and at length I had the pleasure to hear it answered and to see Alan rise from behind a bush. I understood the purpose of his anecdote.At that. he began to brighten up. But at the mere sight of my clothes. ‘And that is a very good notion of yours. He was somewhat dashed in spirits. and was amazed to see him look no older) Mr. And indeed it was well thought upon. he had been a long while of finding out his want. and knew that if he had left his spectacles at home. and made but a poor meal in an alehouse near Dundas. Rankeillor changed the order of march.

to see justice done to Mr. Thomson. David. ‘Why. David here’ (clapping me on the shoulder).’ Accordingly these two went on ahead in very close talk. and by what I can see. Thomson.’ said Rankeillor.’ says Alan. thinking that Alan would be pleased. which was a very proper one to make.’ ‘And that is more than I could look for. Accordingly I cried and waved on  . ‘I would say it mattered the less as we are met here for a particular end. Mr. Mr. not very likely to have much else in common. Thomson. stiffly. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. for (what with the dusk and the want of my glasses) I am not very clear as to the path. ‘And now as you and I are the chief actors in this enterprise. Mr. heartily. I think we should come into a nice agreement. I am pleased to meet you. ‘But I have forgotten my glasses. you will find Torrance a pleasant kind of body to speak with. and our friend. Rankeillor. Mr.’ said he. Thomson. and that you must not be surprised if I pass you by to-morrow. but the Highlandman’s vanity was ready to startle at a less matter than that. I propose that you should lend me your arm. and as for you. Only let me remind you.’ says he. ‘will tell you that I am little better than blind. it’s quite needless he should hear more of your adventures or those of — ahem — Mr.’ This he said. who came up alone and was presented to my friend. But it sticks in my head your lawyer-man will be somewhat wearying to see me. But I accept your apology. ‘Mr. to which end. Balfour. sir.

It seemed my uncle was Already in bed. Alan strode to the door without concealment and began to knock. Night was quite come when we came in view of the house of Shaws. and then the lawyer and Torrance and I crept quietly up and crouched down beside the corner of the house.  Kidnapped . and as soon as we were in our places. with a pleasant. and as we drew near we saw no glimmer of light in any portion of the building. We made our last whispered consultations some fifty yards away. rustling wind in the south-west that covered the sound of our approach. Ten had been gone some time. it was dark and mild.and Torrance and I brought up the rear. which was indeed the best thing for our arrangements.

CHAPTER XXIX I COME INTO MY KINGDOM F or some time Alan volleyed upon the door. like a dark shadow. the three witnesses were hidden quite out of his view. on the steps. ‘This is nae kind of time of night for decent folk. I could hear the noise of a window gently thrust up. For all that. they’re nasty things to burst. What brings ye here? I have a blunderbush. Mr. By what light there was. stepping back and looking up into the darkness. he studied his visitor awhile in silence. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and I hae nae trokings[34] wi’ night-hawks. ‘What’s this?’ says he.’ ‘What brings ye here? and whae are ye?’ says my  . At last. and knew that my uncle had come to his observatory. ‘Is that yoursel’. Balfour?’ returned Alan. ‘Have a care of that blunderbuss. and when he spoke his voice had a quaver of misgiving. however. so that there was nothing to alarm an honest man in his own house. he would see Alan standing. and his knocking only roused the echoes of the house and neighbourhood.’ [34]Dealings.

‘David. ‘Weel. being more of your affair than mine. ‘I’m thinking I’ll better let ye in. Would I go? Now I will tell you what I am thinking. There was a pause.’ ‘And what is’t?’ asked my uncle. I am thinking that it is here upon this doorstep that we must confer upon this business. we heard the creak of the hinges. and it shall be here or nowhere at all whatever.angrily. he was a little while digesting it. and it seems my uncle slipped gingerly out and (seeing that Alan had stepped back a pace or two) sate him down on the top doorstep with the blunderbuss ready in his hands.’ says Alan. doubtfully.’ said Alan. ‘Shall I give ye the rest of the name. and a still longer to undo the fastenings. for I would have you to understand that I am as stiffnecked as yoursel’.’ says my uncle. ‘What was that?’ cried my uncle. But it took him a long time to get down-stairs.’ This change of note disconcerted Ebenezer. I’ll set it to a tune and sing it to you. what must be must. ‘I have no manner of inclination to rowt out my name to the country-side. repenting (I dare say) and taken with fresh claps of fear at every second step and every bolt and bar.  Kidnapped .’ and shut the window. in a mighty changed voice. weel. and if ye’re sure it’s what ye would like. ‘but the point is. however. and then says he. and then. and a gentleman of better family. ‘I dare say that. then?’ said Alan.’ said Alan. At last. ‘but what brings me here is another story.

’ says Alan. he brought him to. ‘are no very well off. ‘He wasnae a good lad at the best of it.’ ‘Na. ‘to be sure. to make the ransom smaller. And now that we understand each other. but the county of my friends is no very far from the Isle of Mull. and I’ve nae call to interfere. It seems there was a ship lost in those parts. ‘but this is no a very chanty kind of a proceeding. ye’ll can name your business.’ Free eBooks at Planet eBook. unless we can agree upon some terms. And I may tell ye at the off-go.‘And. ‘I see what ye would be at: pretending ye don’t care. My friends are a wee wild-like.’ says he. simply. and the next day a gentleman of my family was seeking wreck-wood for his fire along the sands. ye are little likely to set eyes upon him. where from that day to this he has been a great expense to my friends. ‘mind I have my blunderbush. and I’m bound to be prepared. now’ says he. will doubtless have perceived that I am a Hieland gentleman. ruined castle.’ added Alan. Well. My name has nae business in my story. ‘you that are a man of so much understanding. and was your born nephew. ay.’ ‘Why. and not so particular about the law as some that I could name. For my friends.’ said  . and finding that the lad owned some decent folk. and he and some other gentleman took and clapped him in an auld.’ My uncle cleared his throat. ‘I’m no very caring. Balfour. Mr. they asked me to give ye a bit call and confer upon the matter. of which ye will have heard.’ says my uncle. when he came upon a lad that was half drowned.’ says Alan.’ ‘And a very civil speech. and if ye take a step nearer ye’re as good as deid.’ ‘Ay.

‘I wouldnae be muckle made up with that. but I’m no very caring about that either. just this. ‘How that?’ says my uncle.’ said my uncle.’ ‘Hoot. ‘Then it’ll have to be David that tells it. and blythe am I to ken it.’ says Alan. No by me. ‘by all that I could hear. there were two ways of it: either ye liked David and would pay to get him back.’ ‘I’m no just very popular the way it is.’ said my uncle. ‘And what for why?’ asked Ebenezer. ‘Blood’s thicker than water. ye wouldnae be very popular in your country-side. ‘and I dinnae see how it would come to be kennt. but if there was nane. for it should be a pretty penny in my pocket and the  Kidnapped . and it came to be kennt. sir.’ replied Alan. and ye can make a kirk and a mill of him for what I care.’ said Alan. and if ye did. I take nae manner of interest in the lad. well then. ‘it’s the mere truth. sharply.‘Na. Mr. and I’ll pay nae ransome. it’s the second.’ returned Ebenezer. I am clearly of opinion they would let him gang where he pleased. It seems it’s not the first.’ says he. or I’m the more deceived. ‘My friends would doubtless keep your nephew as long as there was any likelihood of siller to be made of it.’ ‘Ou. ‘Why. and be damned to him!’ ‘Ay. nor yet by you or your friends. and would pay for us to keep him. onyway. my buckie.’ said Alan. way’ says Alan. Balfour. in the deil’s name! Ye cannae desert your brother’s son for the fair shame of it. So that’s idle talk.’ ‘I was thinking that. or else ye had very good reasons for not wanting him.

and that out of hand. sirs!’ cried Ebenezer. and how much will ye pay?’ My uncle made no answer. As for that wild talk. ‘give me a meenit! What’s like wrong with ye? I’m just a plain man and nae dancing master. or by the top of Glencoe.pockets of my friends.’ ‘I dinnae follow ye there. Just tell me what like ye’ll be wanting. and ye’ll see that we’ll can agree fine.’ cried Alan. ‘O.’ ‘Eh. Vitals. me! that’s no kind of Free eBooks at Planet eBook. ‘Before your jottering finger could find the trigger. ‘I ask for nothing but plain dealing. and I’m tryin to be as ceevil as it’s morally possible. the hilt would dirl on your breast-bane. Either give me an answer in civility. sir. scrambling to his feet. ‘I would have you to ken that I am a gentleman. hae’t your ain way. what do ye want done with him. but shifted uneasily on his seat. I bear a king’s name.’ ‘Eh. I will ram three feet of iron through your vitals. man. it’s fair disrepitable. I’ll do naething to cross ye. well. whae’s denying it?’ said my uncle.’ said the other. sirs. man. ‘No?’ said Alan. sir. ‘Come.’ said my uncle. ‘Pit it as ye please. I am nae rider to kick my shanks at your hall door. In two words: do ye want the lad killed or kept?’ ‘O.’ cried my  .’ said Alan. ‘Well. ‘Powder and your auld hands are but as the snail to the swallow against the bright steel in the hands of Alan. says you! And where would I be with my blunderbush?’ he snarled. see here: you dinnae want the lad back.’ ‘Troth.

keepit!’ wailed my uncle. Keeping the lad’ll be a fashious[35] job. and surer. It’s no very easy for me to set a name upon it. ‘We’ll have nae bloodshed. ‘Would ye fyle your hands wi’ crime?’ ‘Hoot!’ said Alan. ‘I never had naething to do with onything morally wrong. ‘and now about the price.language!’ ‘Killed or kept!’ repeated Alan. it’s a black lee!’ cried my uncle. I’ll have to pay for it. for instance.’ 0 Kidnapped . ‘they’re baith crime. And besides. ‘He was never kidnapped. ‘nor yet of Hoseason’s. if you please. I would first have to ken some small matters.’ [35]Troublesome. ‘I’ll have him keepit. Kidnapped? He never was!’ ‘That’s no fault of mine nor yet of yours. kittle business. ‘and if I have to pay for it. I would have to ken.’ sneered Alan. and quicker.’ says Alan. keepit.’ ‘The dearer?’ cries Ebenezer. ‘O. ‘It’s a lee. what ye gave Hoseason at the first off-go?’ ‘Hoseason!’ cries my uncle.’ says he.’ ‘Ye’re unco scrupulous. well. that’ll be the dearer. and I’m no gaun to begin to pleasure a wild Hielandman.’ ‘Well.’ returned my uncle. He leed in his throat that tauld ye that. though.’ said Ebenezer.’ said Alan. ‘I’m a man o’ principle. if he’s a man that can be trusted. simply. struck aback. whatever! And the killing’s easier. a fashious.’ says Alan. ‘What for?’ ‘For kidnapping David.’ ‘Well.’ said Alan. ‘ye forget the lad’s my brother’s son. ‘as ye please.

But I’ll be perfec’ly honest with ye: forby that. Mr.’ said Alan. that I gave him twenty pound. ‘It’s a braw nicht. ‘Good-evening.’ said he. That will do excellently well. Mr. ‘I dinnae care what he said. ye donnered auld runt. Balfour. But that’s past praying for. and set him down in a chair beside the hearth.’ said I. whilk would be as muckle mair. ye see. he was to have the selling of the lad in Caroliny.’ ‘Thank you. how else would I ken?’ cried Alan. Thomson.‘What do ye mean?’ cried Ebenezer. taking him by the arm. ‘Good-evening.’ said my uncle. ‘Hoseason and me are partners. so ye can see for yoursel’ what good ye can do leeing. plucked him up from the doorstep. but no from my pocket. we gang shares. And.’ said the lawyer. Never a word said my uncle. And. ‘Did Hoseason tell ye?’ ‘Why. and then mighty civilly. and the solemn God’s truth is this. Alan filched away his blunderbuss. and ye must lie on your bed the way ye made it. Uncle Ebenezer. And the point in hand is just this: what did ye pay him?’ ‘Has he tauld ye himsel’?’ asked my 1 . And I must plainly say ye drove a fool’s bargain when ye let a man like the sailor-man so far forward in your private matters. neither black nor white. where the fire was out and only a rush-light burnFree eBooks at Planet eBook. stepping forward. ‘That’s my concern. Balfour’ added Torrance. and the lawyer. led him into the kitchen. ‘Weel. but just sat where he was on the top door-step and stared upon us like a man turned to stone. Mr. whither we all followed. he leed.

’ says he. ‘and as there has never yet been a King Thomson. and thanked him by title as the chief spring of my success. sir. Not a word would he answer. but stepped off to the far end of the kitchen. and was at last prevailed upon to join our party. exulting greatly in our success. Do I understand your name to be James? or Charles? or is it George. There we all looked upon him for a while. like one who smelt an offence. turning to me and taking me by the hand. Thomson.’ said the lawyer. I judged you must refer to that you had in baptism. and it was not till I stepped after him. and gave him my hand. ‘Mr.’ Then.’ replied Rankeillor. ‘I wish you all joy in your good fortune. ‘you must not be down-hearted. sir?’ quoth Alan. or his fame at least has never come my way. ‘Come. that you mentioned a king’s name. and I am free to confess he took it very ill. Mr. it was most artfully conducted. and sat down and which I believe to be deserved. with a spice of drollery. perhaps?’ ‘And why should it be any of the three. come. that he began to smile a bit.’ And then to Alan. but in one point you somewhat outran my comprehension.  Kidnapped . drawing himself up. David. Ebenezer. for I promise you we shall make easy terms. In the meanwhile give us the cellar key. but yet with a sort of pity for the man’s shame. and Torrance shall draw us a bottle of your father’s wine in honour of the event. ‘Mr. ‘Only.’ This was just the stab that Alan would feel keenest. I pay you my compliment.

and a bottle of wine uncorked. and to pay me two clear thirds of the yearly income of  . while the lawyer and my uncle passed into the next chamber to consult. but for me who had lain out under heaven and upon dirt and stones. this good change in my case unmanned me more than any of the former evil ones. my uncle bound himself to satisfy Rankeillor as to his intromissions. so many days and nights. They stayed there closeted about an hour. at the end of which period they had come to a good understanding. I was a man of means and had a name in the country.By that time we had the fire lighted. and I lay till dawn. to which Torrance and I and Alan set ourselves down. So the beggar in the ballad had come home. and when I lay down that night on the kitchen chests. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. and in fear of death. looking at the fire on the roof and planning the future. and my uncle and I set our hands to the agreement in a formal manner. By the terms of this. a good supper came out of the basket. and often with an empty belly. Alan and Torrance and Rankeillor slept and snored on their hard beds.

)[36] has some concern and is even supposed to feel some animosity in the matter. is doubtless an excellent nobleman. The D. and my heart jump with pride. On both these heads I unbosomed to Rankeillor the next morning. but I gather that a great noble (whom we will call. About my clear duty to my friend.’ says he. on my hands. I had come to port. to whom I was so much beholden. of A. David. but. he was of a different mind. ‘is one thing.CHAPTER XXX GOOD-BYE o far as I was concerned myself. Mr. if you like. my eye would take a glad bit of a run over the prospect. I must help him out of the county at whatever risk. Thomson. you should remember  Kidnapped S . Thomson’s kinsman quite another. walking to and fro about six of the clock before the house of Shaws. Mr. If you interfere to balk his vengeance. timeo qui nocuere deos. ‘Mr. the D. but I had still Alan. I know little of the facts. the lawyer had no doubt. of A. and I felt besides a heavy charge in the matter of the murder and James of the Glens. but in the case of James. and with nothing in view but the fields and woods that had been my ancestors’ and were now mine. Even as I spoke on these grave subjects.

There. the British Linen Company. but so is he. yes.’ said I.’ says he. And to be tried for your life before a Highland jury. ‘is to my bankers. ‘In that case. and do what you think is right. Go and do your duty.’ he cried. ‘very many.’ cries he. and be hanged. well. You will object that you are innocent. placing a credit to your name. ‘go in God’s name. smiling. he will know of ways.’ [36]The Duke of Argyle. It is a poor thought that at my time of life I should be advising you to choose the safe and shameful. would be a brief transition to the gallows. so that I saw I had pleased him heartily) and there he wrote me two letters. sir. There are worse things in the world than to be hanged. and that is to put you in the dock. on a Highland quarrel and with a Highland Judge upon the bench. And it would be ten times better for your uncle (to go no farther afield) if he were dangling decently upon a gibbet. ‘This. you would be in the same pickle as Mr.’ said I. so I put on all the simplicity I could. can supply Free eBooks at Planet eBook. if you must. Thomson’s kinsman. and you. like a gentleman.’ ‘Not  . making his comments on them as he wrote. ‘Why. Now I had made all these reasonings before and found no very good reply to them. sir. sir.’ Thereupon he turned into the house (still in a great fervour of mind.there is one way to shut your testimony out. with this credit. Thomson. and I take it back with an apology. Consult Mr. ‘I would just have to be hanged — would I not?’ ‘My dear boy.

that you may reach the Lord Advocate well recommended. and set out with Torrance for the Ferry. whether he may take it or not. when you deal with the Advocate. Thomson. only in one of the top windows. Thompson. but in the affair of a friend like Mr. the learned Mr. Now. but at least I was watched as I went away. I would be even prodigal. Mr. Alan and I went slowly forward upon our way. like a place not lived in. of A. is quite another matter. It will look better that you should be presented by one of your own name. there was the peak of a nightcap bobbing up and down and back and forward. I had little welcome when I came. he is a good model. I would not trouble him. with any particulars. I trust you will be a good husband of your money. a man whom I esteem. like the head of a rabbit from a burrow. and the laird of Pilrig is much looked up to in the Faculty and stands well with Lord Advocate Grant.the means. bare and great and smokeless. David!’ Thereupon he took his farewell. be discreet. It stood there. I give you here a letter to a namesake of your own. if I were you. Then for his kinsman. and in all these matters. may the Lord guide you. Balfour of Pilrig. tell him your tale. Form yourself upon the laird. and (do you know?) I think it would be needless to refer to Mr. As we went by the footpath and beside the gateposts and the unfinished lodge. there is no better way than that you should seek the Advocate. and will turn on the D. and offer testimony. having  Kidnapped . and less kindness while I stayed. while Alan and I turned our faces for the city of Edinburgh. we kept looking back at the house of my fathers.

and then we stood a space. The same thought was uppermost in both. Here he repeated to me once again what had been agreed upon between us: the address of the lawyer. and a man therefore to be wholly trusted. either in my own person or by messenger. and it should be his part to find a ship and to arrange for Alan’s safe embarkation. than the words seemed to leave us. ‘Well. biding now here. and though I would seek to jest with Alan under the name of Mr.little heart either to walk or speak. and remembrance of all the bygone days sate upon us sorely. and looked over at Edinburgh in silence. We talked indeed of what should be done. Free eBooks at Planet eBook. No sooner was this business done. and looked down on Corstorphine bogs and over to the city and the castle on the hill. the daily hour at which Alan might be found. we both stopped. good-bye. who was an Appin Stewart. you could feel very well that we were nearer tears than laughter. and he with me on my new clothes and my estate.  . and held out his left hand. We came the by-way over the hill of Corstorphine. now there. that we were near the time of our parting. for we both knew without a word said that we had come to where our ways parted. but coming once in the day to a particular place where I might be able to communicate with him.’ said Alan. and it was resolved that Alan should keep to the county. and the signals that were to be made by any that came seeking him. I was to seek out a lawyer. and when we got near to the place called Rest-and-be-Thankful. Then I gave what money I had (a guinea or two of Rankeillor’s) so that he should not starve in the meanwhile. In the meanwhile.

and gave the hand a little grasp. the narrow arched entries that continually vomited passengers. It was coming near noon when I passed in by the West Kirk and the Grassmarket into the streets of the capital. The hand of Providence brought me in my drifting to the very doors of the British Linen Company’s bank. and yet all the time what I was thinking of was Alan at Rest-and-be-Thankful. But as I went on my way to the city. running up to ten and fifteen storeys. and cry and weep like any baby.  Kidnapped .‘Good-bye. and went off down hill. so that I let the crowd carry me to and fro. the wares of the merchants in their windows. and all the time (although you would think I would not choose but be delighted with these braws and novelties) there was a cold gnawing in my inside like a remorse for something wrong. I felt so lost and lonesome. the hubbub and endless stir. nor so long as he was in my view did I take one back glance at the friend I was leaving. and a hundred other particulars too small to mention. that I could have found it in my heart to sit down by the dyke. Neither one of us looked the other in the face. struck me into a kind of stupor of surprise.’ said I. the foul smells and the fine clothes. The huge height of the buildings.

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