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Updated: June 2, 2025
'Tis true, I might not have done aught to save the life of Earl Hamish your father, but had not yon churl Duncan Graham failed me yesternight Earl Alpin at least might have been spared." "Now, with what grim sorcery has Dame Elspeth been bewitching you?" he exclaimed, drawing back a pace. Aasta's fair cheeks and towering white neck blushed crimson, and she looked down at the grass about her feet.
Now Loch Fad, which is the largest of the lakes of Bute, is full two miles long and but four furlongs wide, and it was useless for any to think of meeting the fugitive earl on the farther shore. So at the bidding of Sir Oscar Redmain the men all gave up the chase and turned back to where the dead body of Lord Alpin lay prone upon the turf, and thence they bore him to the castle of Rothesay.
I will neither eat nor sleep again until I have discovered the villain who has done this foul crime. Turn out the guard this instant. Station them without the door of the room wherein those three wicked men are now carousing. And now to call my brother Alpin." Kenric went softly to his brother's room, which was next to the chamber of the Lady Adela, and he knocked gently at the door.
Maville joins in at the second verse, and even Legras, whose two legs are broken, and the Chasseur Alpin, who has a hole in his skull. Panchat, the man who had a bullet through his neck, beats time with his finger, because he is forbidden to speak. All this goes on in low tones; but faces light up, and flush, as if a bottle of brandy had been passed round.
"Methinks they had better have tarried to take away with them the false traitor they have left upon our shores. What manner of foul work detained you that you went not hence with your evil comrades? But the blood that I now see flowing from your wounds tells its own tale. You have slain Earl Alpin in the fight. Woe be upon you!"
In the brief time that had passed between two settings of the sun this man, this traitorous sea rover, had taken the lives of two kings the well-beloved Hamish, who had ruled over that little nation for a score of peaceful and prosperous years, and Alpin, his son and successor, who had fallen ere yet he had known the power of his kingship.
"And am I to be out of the kissing, me that never lost a chance?" says Alan; and putting me aside and taking Catriona by either shoulder, "My dear," he said, "you're a true daughter of Alpin. By all accounts, he was a very fine man, and he may weel be proud of you. If ever I was to get married, it's the marrow of you I would be seeking for a mother to my sons.
Of the burial of Hamish and Alpin, and of the solemn rites attending that ceremony, there is no need to tell. Noble and true were they both, and well-beloved for their worthiness. But they are dead, and so, as the old scalds would say, have passed out of the story. On a day in June, Ailsa Redmain, well arrayed, went forth from Kilmory riding behind her father, Sir Oscar, on his sturdy horse.
Their swords clashed and clanged and flashed in bright circles through the air. But at last, by fortune, Roderic smote Alpin's sword out of his hand, and if Alpin had stooped to pick it up surely he would have been slain. He stood still a moment and beheld his weapon with a sorrowful heart.
They are all the sons of Alpin, from whom, I think, our country has its name." "What country is that?" I asked. "My country and yours," said she "This is my day for discovering I think," said I, "for I always thought the name of it was Scotland." "Scotland is the name of what you call Ireland," she replied.
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