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Chapter 19

           Thisishim,”headded,puttinghisarmthroughmine,“ayounggentlemanoftheLowlands,andalairdinhiscountrytoo,butIamthinkingitwillbethebetterforhishealthifwegivehisnamethego-by.”

           JamesoftheGlensturnedtomeforamoment,andgreetedmecourteouslyenough;thenexthehadturnedtoAlan.

           “Thishasbeenadreadfulaccident,”hecried.“Itwillbringtroubleonthecountry.”Andhewrunghishands.

           “Hoots!”saidAlan,“yemusttakethesourwiththesweet,man.ColinRoyisdead,andbethankfulforthat!”

           “Ay”saidJames,“andbymytroth,Iwishhewasaliveagain!It’sallveryfinetoblowandboastbeforehand;butnowit’sdone,Alan;andwho’stobearthewyteofit?TheaccidentfelloutinAppinmindyethat,Alan;it’sAppinthatmustpay;andIamamanthathasafamily.”

           WhilethiswasgoingonIlookedaboutmeattheservants.Somewereonladders,digginginthethatchofthehouseorthefarmbuildings,fromwhichtheybroughtoutguns,swords,anddifferentweaponsofwar;otherscarriedthemaway;andbythesoundofmattockblowsfromsomewherefartherdownthebrae,Isupposetheyburiedthem.Thoughtheywereallsobusy,thereprevailednokindoforderintheirefforts;menstruggledtogetherforthesamegunandranintoeachotherwiththeirburningtorches;andJameswascontinuallyturningaboutfromhistalkwithAlan,tocryoutorderswhichwereapparentlyneverunderstood.

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