128 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 ! shew thyself 

 come forth, Alister, come forth. 



Voice. What does ta Sassenach want?- 



May. Thy face, rascal. Do you take us for gau- 

 gers? Ajar with that gateway of thine, and give us 

 a peep at thee. 



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

 good, and her face pe good. 



Swivel. Better than her heart ! And now, Alister 

 Macdonald, tell us, I pray thee, where we are Is 

 this Glencoe? 



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 pe shure. 



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

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



