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"Come on, then, my merry men!" cried Alan, and the four started off at a brisk trot, looking anything but merry as they went. "We shan't want to come here any more," said Jock, when they reached the cave. "So we may as well take everything away." "Oh," said Alan, "something might happen to keep you in the Glen Easig. You never can tell.
It was then that the Shepherd of Glen Easig astonished himself and every one else by shouting at the top of his lungs, "Three cheers for the young Laird!" and when they had been given with such energy that the hills rang with the echoes, he called for three more for her ladyship, and Alan waved his cap in acknowledgment for them both.
You'll never be playing with the Clan any more in Glen Easig, surely, now that you 're a great Laird!" "And why not, I'd like to know?" cried the great Laird, looking hurt. "I'm still Alan McRae, Chief of the Clan, the same as before, and as true to my friends as Rob Roy himself was before me. We'll have many a good day in the woods yet before snow flies; and listen, I've a plan in my head!"
To be sure, there was no one in the family to take such a risk except her twin brother Jock, her father, Robin Campbell, the Shepherd of Glen Easig, and True Tammas, the dog, for the Twins' mother had "slippit awa'" when they were only ten years old, leaving Jean to take a woman's care of her father and brother and the little gray house on the brae.
By half past six the oatmeal was on the table and the little family gathered about it, reverently bowing their heads while the Shepherd of Glen Easig asked a blessing upon the food. There was only porridge and milk for breakfast, so it took but a short time to eat it, and then the real work of the day began.
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