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Chapter 24
“Youaskedmetospeak,”saidI.“Well,then,Iwill.Youownyourselfthatyouhavedonemeadisservice;Ihavehadtoswallowanaffront:Ihaveneverreproachedyou,Inevernamedthethingtillyoudid.Andnowyoublameme,”criedI,“becauseIcannaelaughandsingasifIwasgladtobeaffronted.ThenextthingwillbethatI’mtogodownuponmykneesandthankyouforit!Yeshouldthinkmoreofothers,AlanBreck.Ifyethoughtmoreofothers,yewouldperhapsspeaklessaboutyourself;andwhenafriendthatlikesyouverywellhaspassedoveranoffencewithoutaword,youwouldbeblithetoletitlie,insteadofmakingitasticktobreakhisbackwith.Byyourownwayofit,itwasyouthatwastoblame;thenitshouldnaebeyoutoseekthequarrel.”
“Aweel,”saidAlan,“saynaemair.”
Andwefellbackintoourformersilence;andcametoourjourney’send,andsupped,andlaydowntosleep,withoutanotherword.
ThegillieputusacrossLochRannochintheduskofthenextday,andgaveushisopinionastoourbestroute.Thiswastogetusupatonceintothetopsofthemountains:togoroundbyacircuit,turningtheheadsofGlenLyon,GlenLochay,andGlenDochart,andcomedownuponthelowlandsbyKippenandtheupperwatersoftheForth.Alanwaslittlepleasedwitharoutewhichledusthroughthecountryofhisblood-foes,theGlenorchyCampbells.
