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Chapter 9

           “Ihavetoldyesir,”saidhe,“thatnotonedoitofitbelongstome.Itbelongstomychieftain,”andherehetouchedhishat,“andwhileIwouldbebutasillymessengertogrudgesomeofitthattherestmightcomesafe,IshouldshowmyselfahoundindeedifIboughtmyowncarcaseanytoodear.Thirtyguineasonthesea-side,orsixtyifyesetmeontheLinnheLoch.Takeit,ifyewill;ifnot,yecandoyourworst.”

           “Ay,”saidHoseason.“AndifIgiveyeovertothesoldiers?”

           “Yewouldmakeafool’sbargain,”saidtheother.“Mychief,letmetellyou,sir,isforfeited,likeeveryhonestmaninScotland.HisestateisinthehandsofthemantheycallKingGeorge;anditishisofficersthatcollecttherents,ortrytocollectthem.ButforthehonourofScotland,thepoortenantbodiestakeathoughtupontheirchieflyinginexile;andthismoneyisapartofthatveryrentforwhichKingGeorgeislooking.Now,sir,yeseemtometobeamanthatunderstandsthings:bringthismoneywithinthereachofGovernment,andhowmuchofit’llcometoyou?”

           “Littleenough,tobesure,”saidHoseason;andthen,“iftheyknew,”headded,drily.“ButIthink,ifIwastotry,thatIcouldholdmytongueaboutit.”

           “Ah,butI’llbegowkyethere!”criedthegentleman.“Playmefalse,andI’llplayyoucunning.Ifahandislaiduponme,theyshallkenwhatmoneyitis.”

           “Well,”returnedthecaptain,“whatmustbemust.Sixtyguineas,anddone.Here’smyhanduponit.

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