136 ANGLING REMINISCENCES. 



Swivel. Why, the road to King's-house, good 

 Alister. 



Voice. Ta Sassenach is on ta road. 



Swivel. Ay ! but on which hand does it lie ? east or 

 west ? north or south ? up or down ? right or left ? 

 Dost thou hear, Alister Macdonald ? 



May. The fellow has slunk off to bed. Hollo ! 

 Alister Macdonald son of a dog ! show thyself come 

 forth, Alister, come forth. 



Voice. What does ta Sassenach want ? 



May. Thy face, rascal. Do you take us for gangers ? 

 Ajar with that gateway of thine, and give us a peep at 

 thee. 



(Alister, cautiously opening the door.) Ta man be 

 good, and her face pe good. 



Swivel. Better than her heart! And now, Alister Mac- 

 donald, tell us, I pray thee, where we are Is thisGlencoe? 



Alister. To pe shure. 



Swivel. And how far may .we be from King's-house ? 

 a mile ? 



Alister. To pe shure. 



Swivel. Six miles ? 



Alister. To pe shure. 



May. The man is a dolt let us on, Doctor ! 



Swivel. He is a knave, Bill. Stay dost thou know 

 what this is, Alister ? (Displays his purse.) 



Alister. Ta siller, to be shure. 



Swivel. Well, tuck thy kilt on, and be our guide to 

 King's-house ; we will reward thee like princes. 



