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surprised if they were hunkering this wood. Ye see, David man; they'll
be Hieland folk. There'll be some Frasers, I'm thinking, and some of
the Gregara; and I would never deny but what the both of them, and the
Gregara in especial, were clever experienced persons. A man kens
little till he's driven a spreagh of neat cattle (say) ten miles
through a thronglowland country and the black soldiers maybe at his
tail. It's there that I learned a great part of my penetration. And
ye need nae tell me: it's better than war; which is the next best,
however, though generally rather a bauchle of a business. Now the
Gregara have had grand practice."
"No doubt that's a branch of education that was left out with me," said
I.
"And I can see the marks of it upon ye constantly," said Alan. "But
that's the strange thing about you folk of the college learning: ye're
ignorat, and ye cannae see 't. Wae's me for my Greek and Hebrew; but,
man, I ken that I dinnae ken them - there's the differ of it. Now,
here's you. Ye lie on your wame a bittie in the bield of this wood,
and ye tell me that ye've cuist off these Frasers and Macgregors. Why?
BECAUSE I COULDNAE SEE THEM, says you. Ye blockhead, that's their
livelihood."
"Take the worst of it," said I, "and what are we to do?"
"I am thinking of that same," said he. "We might twine. It wouldnae
be greatly to my taste; and forbye that, I see reasons against it.
First, it's now unco dark, and it's just humanly possible we might give
them the clean slip. If we keep together, we make but the ae line of
it; if we gang separate, we make twae of them: the more likelihood to
stave in upon some of these gentry of yours. And then, second, if they
keep the track of us, it may come to a fecht for it yet, Davie; and
then, I'll confess I would be blythe to have you at my oxter, and I
think you would be none the worse of having me at yours. So, by my way
of it, we should creep out of this wood no further gone than just the
inside of next minute, and hold away east for Gillane, where I'm to
find my ship. It'll be like old days while it lasts, Davie; and (come
the time) we'll have to think what you should be doing. I'm wae to
leave ye here, wanting me."
"Have with ye, then!" says I. "Do ye gang back where you were
stopping?"
"Deil a fear!" said Alan. "They were good folks to me, but I think
they would be a good deal disappointed if they saw my bonny face again.
For (the way times go) I amnae just what ye could call a Walcome Guest.
Which makes me the keener for your company, Mr. David Balfour of the
Shaws, and set ye up! For, leave aside twa cracks here in the wood
with Charlie Stewart, I have scarce said black or white since the day
we parted at Corstorphine."
With which he rose from his place, and we began to move quietly
eastward through the wood.
CHAPTER XII - ON THE MARCH AGAIN WITH ALAN
IT was likely between one and two; the moon (as I have said) was down;
a strongish wind, carrying a heavy wrack of cloud, had set in suddenly
from the west; and we began our movement in as black a night as ever a
fugitive or a murderer wanted. The whiteness of the path guided us
into the sleeping town of Broughton, thence through Picardy, and beside
my old acquaintance the gibbet of the two thieves. A little beyond we
made a useful beacon, which was a light in an upper window of Lochend.
Steering by this, but a good deal at random, and with some trampling of
the harvest, and stumbling and falling down upon the banks, we made our
way across country, and won forth at last upon the linky, boggy
muirland that they call the Figgate Whins. Here, under a bush of whin,
we lay down the remainder of that night and slumbered.
The day called us about five. A beautiful morning it was, the high
westerly wind still blowing strong, but the clouds all blown away to
Europe. Alan was already sitting up and smiling to himself. It was my
first sight of my friend since we were parted, and I looked upon him
with enjoyment. He had still the same big great-coat on his back; but
(what was new) he had now a pair of knitted boot-hose drawn above the
knee. Doubtless these were intended for disguise; but, as the day
promised to be warm, he made a most unseasonable figure.
"Well, Davie," said he, "is this no a bonny morning? Here is a day
that looks the way that a day ought to. This is a great change of it
from the belly of my haystack; and while you were there sottering and
sleeping I have done a thing that maybe I do very seldom."
"And what was that?" said I.
"O, just said my prayers," said he.
"And where are my gentry, as ye call them?" I asked.
"Gude kens," says he; "and the short and the long of it is that we must
take our chance of them. Up with your foot-soles, Davie! Forth,
Fortune, once again of it! And a bonny walk we are like to have."
So we went east by the beach of the sea, towards where the salt-pans
were smoking in by the Esk mouth. No doubt there was a by-ordinary
bonny blink of morning sun on Arthur's Seat and the green Pentlands;
and the pleasantness of the day appeared to set Alan among nettles.
"I feel like a gomeral," says he, "to be leaving Scotland on a day like
this. It sticks in my head; I would maybe like it better to stay here
and hing."
"Ay, but ye wouldnae, Alan," said I.
"No, but what France is a good place too," he explained; "but it's some
way no the same. It's brawer I believe, but it's no Scotland. I like
it fine when I'm there, man; yet I kind of weary for Scots divots and
the Scots peat-reek."
"If that's all you have to complain of, Alan, it's no such great
affair," said I.
"And it sets me ill to be complaining, whatever," said he, "and me but
new out of yon deil's haystack."
"And so you were unco weary of your haystack?" I asked.
"Weary's nae word for it," said he. "I'm not just precisely a man
that's easily cast down; but I do better with caller air and the lift
above my head. I'm like the auld Black Douglas (wasnae't?) that likit
better to hear the laverock sing than the mouse cheep. And yon place,
ye see, Davie - whilk was a very suitable place to hide in, as I'm free
to own - was pit mirk from dawn to gloaming. There were days (or
nights, for how would I tell one from other?) that seemed to me as long
as a long winter."
"How did you know the hour to bide your tryst?" I asked.
"The goodman brought me my meat and a drop brandy, and a candle-dowp to
eat it by, about eleeven," said he. "So, when I had swallowed a bit,
it would he time to be getting to the wood. There I lay and wearied
for ye sore, Davie," says he, laying his hand on my shoulder "and
guessed when the two hours would be about by - unless Charlie Stewart
would come and tell me on his watch - and then back to the dooms
haystack. Na, it was a driech employ, and praise the Lord that I have
warstled through with it!"
"What did you do with yourself?" I asked.
"Faith," said he, "the best I could! Whiles I played at the
knucklebones. I'm an extraordinar good hand at the knucklebones, but
it's a poor piece of business playing with naebody to admire ye. And
whiles I would make songs."
"What were they about?" says I.
"O, about the deer and the heather," says he, "and about the ancient
old chiefs that are all by with it lang syne, and just about what songs
are about in general. And then whiles I would make believe I had a set
of pipes and I was playing. I played some grand springs, and I thought
I played them awful bonny; I vow whiles that I could hear the squeal of
them! But the great affair is that it's done with."
With that he carried me again to my adventures, which he heard all over
again with more particularity, and extraordinaryapproval, swearing at
intervals that I was "a queer character of a callant."
"So ye were frich'ened of Sim Fraser?" he asked once.
"In troth was I!" cried I.
"So would I have been, Davie," said he. "And that is indeed a driedful
man. But it is only proper to give the deil his due: and I can tell
you he is a most respectable person on the field of war."
"Is he so brave?" I asked.
"Brave!" said he. "He is as brave as my steel sword."
The story of my duel set him beside himself.
"To think of that!" he cried. "I showed ye the trick in Corrynakiegh
too. And three times - three times disarmed! It's a disgrace upon my
character that learned ye! Here, stand up, out with your airn; ye
shall walk no step beyond this place upon the road till ye can do
yoursel' and me mair credit."
"Alan," said I, "this is midsummermadness. Here is no time for
fencing lessons."
"I cannae well say no to that," he admitted. "But three times, man!
And you standing there like a straw bogle and rinning to fetch your ain
sword like a doggie with a pocket-napkin! David, this man Duncansby
must be something altogether by-ordinar! He maun be extraordinar
skilly. If I had the time, I would gang straight back and try a turn
at him mysel'. The man must be a provost."
"You silly fellow," said I, "you forget it was just me."
"Na," said he, "but three times!"
"When ye ken yourself that I am fair incompetent," I cried.
"Well, I never heard tell the equal of it," said he.
"I promise you the one thing, Alan," said I. "The next time that we
forgather, I'll be better learned. You shall not continue to bear the
disgrace of a friend that cannot strike."
"Ay, the next time!" says he. "And when will that be, I would like to
ken?"
"Well, Alan, I have had some thoughts of that, too," said I; "and my
plan is this. It's my opinion to be called an advocate."
"That's but a weary trade, Davie," says Alan, "and rather a blagyard
one forby. Ye would be better in a king's coat than that."
"And no doubt that would be the way to have us meet," cried I. "But as
you'll be in King Lewie's coat, and I'll be in King Geordie's, we'll
have a dainty meeting of it."
"There's some sense in that," he admitted
"An advocate, then, it'll have to be," I continued, "and I think it a
more suitable trade for a gentleman that was THREE TIMES disarmed. But
the beauty of the thing is this: that one of the best colleges for
that kind of learning - and the one where my kinsman, Pilrig, made his
studies - is the college of Leyden in Holland. Now, what say you,
Alan? Could not a cadet of ROYAL ECOSSAIS get a furlough, slip over
the marches, and call in upon a Leyden student?"
"Well, and I would think he could!" cried he. "Ye see, I stand well in
with my colonel, Count Drummond-Melfort; and, what's mair to the
purpose I have a cousin of mine lieutenant-colonel in a regiment of the
Scots-Dutch. Naething could be mair proper than what I would get a
leave to see Lieutenant-Colonel Stewart of Halkett's. And Lord
Melfort, who is a very scienteefic kind of a man, and writes books like
Caesar, would be doubtless very pleased to have the advantage of my
observes."
"Is Lord Meloort an author, then?" I asked, for much as Alan thought of
soldiers, I thought more of the gentry that write books.
"The very same, Davie," said he. "One would think a colonel would have
something better to attend to. But what can I say that make songs?"
"Well, then," said I, "it only remains you should give me an address to
write you at in France; and as soon as I am got to Leyden I will send
you mine."
"The best will be to write me in the care of my chieftain," said he,
"Charles Stewart, of Ardsheil, Esquire, at the town of Melons, in the
Isle of France. It might take long, or it might take short, but it
would aye get to my hands at the last of it."
We had a haddock to our breakfast in Musselburgh, where it amused me
vastly to hear Alan. His great-coat and boot-hose were extremely
remarkable this warm morning, and perhaps some hint of an explanation
had been wise; but Alan went into that matter like a business, or I
should rather say, like a diversion. He engaged the goodwife of the
house with some compliments upon the rizzoring of our haddocks; and the
whole of the rest of our stay held her in talk about a cold he had
taken on his stomach, gravely relating all manner of symptoms and
sufferings, and hearing with a vast show of interest all the old wives'
remedies she could supply him with in return.
We left Musselburgh before the first ninepenny coach was due from
be Hieland folk. There'll be some Frasers, I'm thinking, and some of
the Gregara; and I would never deny but what the both of them, and the
Gregara in especial, were clever experienced persons. A man kens
little till he's driven a spreagh of neat cattle (say) ten miles
through a thronglowland country and the black soldiers maybe at his
tail. It's there that I learned a great part of my penetration. And
ye need nae tell me: it's better than war; which is the next best,
however, though generally rather a bauchle of a business. Now the
Gregara have had grand practice."
"No doubt that's a branch of education that was left out with me," said
I.
"And I can see the marks of it upon ye constantly," said Alan. "But
that's the strange thing about you folk of the college learning: ye're
ignorat, and ye cannae see 't. Wae's me for my Greek and Hebrew; but,
man, I ken that I dinnae ken them - there's the differ of it. Now,
here's you. Ye lie on your wame a bittie in the bield of this wood,
and ye tell me that ye've cuist off these Frasers and Macgregors. Why?
BECAUSE I COULDNAE SEE THEM, says you. Ye blockhead, that's their
livelihood."
"Take the worst of it," said I, "and what are we to do?"
"I am thinking of that same," said he. "We might twine. It wouldnae
be greatly to my taste; and forbye that, I see reasons against it.
First, it's now unco dark, and it's just humanly possible we might give
them the clean slip. If we keep together, we make but the ae line of
it; if we gang separate, we make twae of them: the more likelihood to
stave in upon some of these gentry of yours. And then, second, if they
keep the track of us, it may come to a fecht for it yet, Davie; and
then, I'll confess I would be blythe to have you at my oxter, and I
think you would be none the worse of having me at yours. So, by my way
of it, we should creep out of this wood no further gone than just the
inside of next minute, and hold away east for Gillane, where I'm to
find my ship. It'll be like old days while it lasts, Davie; and (come
the time) we'll have to think what you should be doing. I'm wae to
leave ye here, wanting me."
"Have with ye, then!" says I. "Do ye gang back where you were
stopping?"
"Deil a fear!" said Alan. "They were good folks to me, but I think
they would be a good deal disappointed if they saw my bonny face again.
For (the way times go) I amnae just what ye could call a Walcome Guest.
Which makes me the keener for your company, Mr. David Balfour of the
Shaws, and set ye up! For, leave aside twa cracks here in the wood
with Charlie Stewart, I have scarce said black or white since the day
we parted at Corstorphine."
With which he rose from his place, and we began to move quietly
eastward through the wood.
CHAPTER XII - ON THE MARCH AGAIN WITH ALAN
IT was likely between one and two; the moon (as I have said) was down;
a strongish wind, carrying a heavy wrack of cloud, had set in suddenly
from the west; and we began our movement in as black a night as ever a
fugitive or a murderer wanted. The whiteness of the path guided us
into the sleeping town of Broughton, thence through Picardy, and beside
my old acquaintance the gibbet of the two thieves. A little beyond we
made a useful beacon, which was a light in an upper window of Lochend.
Steering by this, but a good deal at random, and with some trampling of
the harvest, and stumbling and falling down upon the banks, we made our
way across country, and won forth at last upon the linky, boggy
muirland that they call the Figgate Whins. Here, under a bush of whin,
we lay down the remainder of that night and slumbered.
The day called us about five. A beautiful morning it was, the high
westerly wind still blowing strong, but the clouds all blown away to
Europe. Alan was already sitting up and smiling to himself. It was my
first sight of my friend since we were parted, and I looked upon him
with enjoyment. He had still the same big great-coat on his back; but
(what was new) he had now a pair of knitted boot-hose drawn above the
knee. Doubtless these were intended for disguise; but, as the day
promised to be warm, he made a most unseasonable figure.
"Well, Davie," said he, "is this no a bonny morning? Here is a day
that looks the way that a day ought to. This is a great change of it
from the belly of my haystack; and while you were there sottering and
sleeping I have done a thing that maybe I do very seldom."
"And what was that?" said I.
"O, just said my prayers," said he.
"And where are my gentry, as ye call them?" I asked.
"Gude kens," says he; "and the short and the long of it is that we must
take our chance of them. Up with your foot-soles, Davie! Forth,
Fortune, once again of it! And a bonny walk we are like to have."
So we went east by the beach of the sea, towards where the salt-pans
were smoking in by the Esk mouth. No doubt there was a by-ordinary
bonny blink of morning sun on Arthur's Seat and the green Pentlands;
and the pleasantness of the day appeared to set Alan among nettles.
"I feel like a gomeral," says he, "to be leaving Scotland on a day like
this. It sticks in my head; I would maybe like it better to stay here
and hing."
"Ay, but ye wouldnae, Alan," said I.
"No, but what France is a good place too," he explained; "but it's some
way no the same. It's brawer I believe, but it's no Scotland. I like
it fine when I'm there, man; yet I kind of weary for Scots divots and
the Scots peat-reek."
"If that's all you have to complain of, Alan, it's no such great
affair," said I.
"And it sets me ill to be complaining, whatever," said he, "and me but
new out of yon deil's haystack."
"And so you were unco weary of your haystack?" I asked.
"Weary's nae word for it," said he. "I'm not just precisely a man
that's easily cast down; but I do better with caller air and the lift
above my head. I'm like the auld Black Douglas (wasnae't?) that likit
better to hear the laverock sing than the mouse cheep. And yon place,
ye see, Davie - whilk was a very suitable place to hide in, as I'm free
to own - was pit mirk from dawn to gloaming. There were days (or
nights, for how would I tell one from other?) that seemed to me as long
as a long winter."
"How did you know the hour to bide your tryst?" I asked.
"The goodman brought me my meat and a drop brandy, and a candle-dowp to
eat it by, about eleeven," said he. "So, when I had swallowed a bit,
it would he time to be getting to the wood. There I lay and wearied
for ye sore, Davie," says he, laying his hand on my shoulder "and
guessed when the two hours would be about by - unless Charlie Stewart
would come and tell me on his watch - and then back to the dooms
haystack. Na, it was a driech employ, and praise the Lord that I have
warstled through with it!"
"What did you do with yourself?" I asked.
"Faith," said he, "the best I could! Whiles I played at the
knucklebones. I'm an extraordinar good hand at the knucklebones, but
it's a poor piece of business playing with naebody to admire ye. And
whiles I would make songs."
"What were they about?" says I.
"O, about the deer and the heather," says he, "and about the ancient
old chiefs that are all by with it lang syne, and just about what songs
are about in general. And then whiles I would make believe I had a set
of pipes and I was playing. I played some grand springs, and I thought
I played them awful bonny; I vow whiles that I could hear the squeal of
them! But the great affair is that it's done with."
With that he carried me again to my adventures, which he heard all over
again with more particularity, and extraordinaryapproval, swearing at
intervals that I was "a queer character of a callant."
"So ye were frich'ened of Sim Fraser?" he asked once.
"In troth was I!" cried I.
"So would I have been, Davie," said he. "And that is indeed a driedful
man. But it is only proper to give the deil his due: and I can tell
you he is a most respectable person on the field of war."
"Is he so brave?" I asked.
"Brave!" said he. "He is as brave as my steel sword."
The story of my duel set him beside himself.
"To think of that!" he cried. "I showed ye the trick in Corrynakiegh
too. And three times - three times disarmed! It's a disgrace upon my
character that learned ye! Here, stand up, out with your airn; ye
shall walk no step beyond this place upon the road till ye can do
yoursel' and me mair credit."
"Alan," said I, "this is midsummermadness. Here is no time for
fencing lessons."
"I cannae well say no to that," he admitted. "But three times, man!
And you standing there like a straw bogle and rinning to fetch your ain
sword like a doggie with a pocket-napkin! David, this man Duncansby
must be something altogether by-ordinar! He maun be extraordinar
skilly. If I had the time, I would gang straight back and try a turn
at him mysel'. The man must be a provost."
"You silly fellow," said I, "you forget it was just me."
"Na," said he, "but three times!"
"When ye ken yourself that I am fair incompetent," I cried.
"Well, I never heard tell the equal of it," said he.
"I promise you the one thing, Alan," said I. "The next time that we
forgather, I'll be better learned. You shall not continue to bear the
disgrace of a friend that cannot strike."
"Ay, the next time!" says he. "And when will that be, I would like to
ken?"
"Well, Alan, I have had some thoughts of that, too," said I; "and my
plan is this. It's my opinion to be called an advocate."
"That's but a weary trade, Davie," says Alan, "and rather a blagyard
one forby. Ye would be better in a king's coat than that."
"And no doubt that would be the way to have us meet," cried I. "But as
you'll be in King Lewie's coat, and I'll be in King Geordie's, we'll
have a dainty meeting of it."
"There's some sense in that," he admitted
"An advocate, then, it'll have to be," I continued, "and I think it a
more suitable trade for a gentleman that was THREE TIMES disarmed. But
the beauty of the thing is this: that one of the best colleges for
that kind of learning - and the one where my kinsman, Pilrig, made his
studies - is the college of Leyden in Holland. Now, what say you,
Alan? Could not a cadet of ROYAL ECOSSAIS get a furlough, slip over
the marches, and call in upon a Leyden student?"
"Well, and I would think he could!" cried he. "Ye see, I stand well in
with my colonel, Count Drummond-Melfort; and, what's mair to the
purpose I have a cousin of mine lieutenant-colonel in a regiment of the
Scots-Dutch. Naething could be mair proper than what I would get a
leave to see Lieutenant-Colonel Stewart of Halkett's. And Lord
Melfort, who is a very scienteefic kind of a man, and writes books like
Caesar, would be doubtless very pleased to have the advantage of my
observes."
"Is Lord Meloort an author, then?" I asked, for much as Alan thought of
soldiers, I thought more of the gentry that write books.
"The very same, Davie," said he. "One would think a colonel would have
something better to attend to. But what can I say that make songs?"
"Well, then," said I, "it only remains you should give me an address to
write you at in France; and as soon as I am got to Leyden I will send
you mine."
"The best will be to write me in the care of my chieftain," said he,
"Charles Stewart, of Ardsheil, Esquire, at the town of Melons, in the
Isle of France. It might take long, or it might take short, but it
would aye get to my hands at the last of it."
We had a haddock to our breakfast in Musselburgh, where it amused me
vastly to hear Alan. His great-coat and boot-hose were extremely
remarkable this warm morning, and perhaps some hint of an explanation
had been wise; but Alan went into that matter like a business, or I
should rather say, like a diversion. He engaged the goodwife of the
house with some compliments upon the rizzoring of our haddocks; and the
whole of the rest of our stay held her in talk about a cold he had
taken on his stomach, gravely relating all manner of symptoms and
sufferings, and hearing with a vast show of interest all the old wives'
remedies she could supply him with in return.
We left Musselburgh before the first ninepenny coach was due from
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- gravely [´greivli] ad.庄重地，严肃地 (初中英语单词)
- throng [θrɔŋ] n.群众 v.拥挤；群集 (高中英语单词)
- lowland [´ləulənd] n.&a.低地(的) (高中英语单词)
- learned [´lə:nid] a.有学问的，博学的 (高中英语单词)
- murderer [´mə:dərə] n.杀人犯，凶手 (高中英语单词)
- random [´rændəm] n.偶然的行动 (高中英语单词)
- remainder [ri´meində] n.剩余物；残余部分 (高中英语单词)
- enjoyment [in´dʒɔimənt] n.享受；愉快；乐趣 (高中英语单词)
- precisely [pri´saisli] ad.精确地；刻板地 (高中英语单词)
- approval [ə´pru:vəl] n.赞成，批准，认可 (高中英语单词)
- respectable [ri´spektəbəl] a.可敬的；有身价的 (高中英语单词)
- madness [´mædnis] n.疯狂；狂热 (高中英语单词)
- dainty [´deinti] a.秀丽的 n.美味 (高中英语单词)
- colonel [´kə:nəl] n.海(陆)军上校 (高中英语单词)
- esquire [i´skwaiə] n.先生 (高中英语单词)
- hearing [´hiəriŋ] n.听力；听证会；审讯 (高中英语单词)
- experienced [ik´spiəriənst] a.有经验的；熟练的 (英语四级单词)
- thieves [θi:vz] thief的复数 (英语四级单词)
- brandy [´brændi] n.白兰地酒 (英语四级单词)
- midsummer [´mid,sʌmə] n.仲夏；夏至 (英语四级单词)
- diversion [dai´və:ʃən] n.转移；消遣 (英语四级单词)
- especial [i´speʃəl] a.特别的，特殊的 (英语六级单词)
- likelihood [´laiklihud] n.可能，相似性 (英语六级单词)
- gentry [´dʒentri] n.上流社会人士，绅士 (英语六级单词)
- wanting [´wɔntiŋ, wɑ:n-] a.短缺的；不足的 (英语六级单词)
- beacon [´bi:kən] n.灯塔；信标 v.照亮 (英语六级单词)
- caller [´kɔ:lə] n.呼喊者；访问者 (英语六级单词)
- squeal [skwi:l] n.&v.长而尖的叫声 (英语六级单词)
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