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'He's gaein' to tell me something, said Mrs. Falconer to herself. 'Will 't be aboot the puir barfut crater they ca' Shargar, or will 't be aboot the piece he pat intil 's pooch? 'Weel, laddie? she said aloud, willing to encourage him. 'Is 't true that my gran'father was the blin' piper o' Portcloddie? 'Ay, laddie; true eneuch.
Hoots, na! nae yer grandfather, but yer father's grandfather, laddie my husband's father. 'Hoo cam that aboot? 'Weel, ye see, he was oot i' the Forty-five; and efter the battle o' Culloden, he had to rin for 't. He wasna wi' his ain clan at the battle, for his father had broucht him to the Lawlands whan he was a lad; but he played the pipes till a reg'ment raised by the Laird o' Portcloddie.
But that's no the pint. Mr. Lumley's here, seekin' a gill: is he to hae't? 'Has he had eneuch already, do ye think, Meg? 'I dinna ken aboot eneuch, mem; that's ill to mizzer; but I dinna think he's had ower muckle. 'Weel, lat him tak' it. But dinna lat him sit doon. 'Verra weel, mem, said Meg, and departed. 'What gars Mr. Lumley say 'at my gran'father was the blin' piper o' Portcloddie?
A'body kens yer gran'father was naething but the blin' piper o' Portcloddie. This was news to Robert probably false, considering the quarter whence it came. But his mother-wit did not forsake him. 'Weel, Mr. Lumley, he answered, 'didna he pipe weel? Daur ye tell me 'at he didna pipe weel? as weel's ye cud hae dune 't yersel', noo, Mr. Lumley?
But maybe it was the lauchin' o' the twa lads, for they thocht it unco fun. He didna live lang efter that. But it wasna that 'at killed him, ye ken. 'But hoo cam he to play the pipes? 'He likit the pipes. And yer grandfather, he tuik to the fiddle. 'But what for did they ca' him the blin' piper o' Portcloddie?
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