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"She'll pe taking no presents from marquis or tuke tat would pe teceifing old Tuncan, and making him trink with ta cursed Clenlyon. Tell ta marquis he 'll pe sending her cray hairs with sorrow to ta crafe; for she 'll pe tishonoured for efer and henceforth." Probably pleased to be the bearer of a message fraught with so much amusement, the man departed in silence with the pipes.
But the next moment he came to himself, saying, in a tone of assumed composure: "You'll pe knowing now, my laty, why she'll pe hating ta very name of Clenlyon." "But it was not your grandfather that Glenlyon killed, Mr MacPhail was it?" "And whose grandfather would it pe then, my lady?" returned Duncan, drawing himself up. "The Glenco people weren't MacPhails.
"Tere, Clenlyon," he said, and stood trembling in the ebb of passion, and murmuring to himself something in Gaelic. Meantime Malcolm had drawn the dirk from the table, and released his hand. The blood was streaming from it, and the marquis took his own handkerchief to bind it up; but the lad indignantly refused the attention, and kept holding the wound tight with his left hand.
Last night she would haf made a puoy of his skin like any other tog's skin, and totay no, my son, it wass a fery efil tream. And to be tolt tat ta creat tefil, Clenlyon herself, was not fery much tamned! it wass a fery efil tream, my son." "Weel, daddy maybe ye 'll tak it for ill news, but ye killed naebody." "Tid she'll not trive her turk into ta tog?" cried Duncan fiercely. "Och hone! och hone!
His broadsword flashed from its sheath, and brokenly panting out the words: "Clenlyon! Ta creat dufil! Haf I peen trinking with ta hellhount, Clenlyon?" he would have run a Malay muck through the room with his huge weapon. But he was already struggling in the arms of his grandson, who succeeded at length in forcing from his bony grasp the hilt of the terrible claymore.
"That's no what Maister Graham would mean, daddy," said Malcolm. "He would mean that God was the father o' 's a', and sae we cudna help lo'in' ane anither." "No; tat cannot pe right, Malcolm; for then we should haf to love eferybody. Now she loves you, my son, and she hates Cawmill of Clenlyon. She loves Mistress Partan when she'll not pe too rude to her, and she hates tat Mistress Catanach.
"So you won't forgive my father, Mr MacPhail?" said Lady Florimel. "She would forgife any man put two men," he answered, " Clenlyon, and ta man, whoefer he might pe, who would put upon her ta tiscrace of trinking in his company." "But you're quite mistaken," said Lady Florimel, in a pleading tone. "I don't believe my father knows the gentleman you speak of." "Chentleman!" echoed Duncan.
Who put ta creat cranson of Inverriggen should pe cutting ta troat of ta tog Clenlyon!" As he spoke, he was running wildly about the room, brandishing his weapon, knocking over chairs, and sweeping bottles and dishes from the table. The clatter was tremendous: and the smile had faded from the faces of the men who had provoked the disturbance.
"It was not a coot choke," he murmured at length, "upon an honest man, and might pe calling herself a chentleman. A rache is not a choke. To put her in a rache was not coot. See to it. And it was a ferry paad choke, too, to make a pig hole in her poor pag! Och hone! och hone! Put I'm clad Clenlyon was not there, for she was too plind to kill him."
Cawmill of Clenlyon, Cod curse him! came to her pedside; and he'll say to her, 'MacDhonuill, he said, for pein' a tead man he would pe knowing my name, 'MacDhonuill, he said, 'what tid you'll pe meaning py turking my posterity? And she answered and said to him, 'I pray it had peen yourself, you tamned Clenlyon. And he said to me, 'It 'll pe no coot wishing tat; it would be toing you no coot to turk me, for I'm a tead man. 'And a tamned man, says herself, and would haf taken him py ta troat, put she couldn't mofe.
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