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But just as he turned there came the shot of a firelock from higher up the hill; and with the very sound of it Glenure fell upon the road. "O, I am dead!" he cried, several times over. The lawyer had caught him up and held him in his arms, the servant standing over and clasping his hands.
"My purpose in this," I replied, "is just entirely as serious as life and death, and you have understood me perfectly. I am the boy who was speaking with Glenure when he was shot." "The inference is clear," I said. "I am a very loyal subject to King George, but if I had anything to reproach myself with, I would have had more discretion than to walk into your den." "I am glad of that," said he.
These two had now drawn close up and were gazing at me, while the two followers had halted about a stonecast in the rear. "And what seek ye in Aucharn?" said Colin Roy Campbell of Glenure; him they called the Red Fox; for he it was that I had stopped. "The man that lives there," said I. "James of the Glens," says Glenure musingly; and then to the lawyer: "Is he gathering his people, think ye?"
They have tried all ways with me. They have sought to bribe me; they offered me hills and valleys. And to-day that sleuth-hound told me how I stood, and to what a length he would go to butcher and disgrace me. I am to be brought in a party to the murder; I am to have held Glenure in talk for money and old clothes; I am to be killed and shamed.
On 14th May, 1752, the "Red Fox," Glenure, fell by an assassin's bullet in the wood of Lettermore, which fact resulted in the hanging of a guiltless gentleman and, in after years, more happily inspired an immortal tale; while on 1st January, 1753, occurred the disappearance of Elizabeth Canning, that bewildering damsel whose mission it was to baffle her contemporaries and to set at nought the skill of subsequent inquirers.
Drummond MacGregor had kindred connections with the slain Glenure; and, besides, the MacGregors and Campbells had been friends of late, while the former clan and the Stewarts had, as we have seen, been recently at feud; lastly, Robert Oig was now in custody at Edinburgh, and James was desirous to do some service by which his brother might be saved.
He stopped and looked at me, as I thought, a little oddly; and then, turning to the lawyer, "Mungo," said he, "there's many a man would think this more of a warning than two pyats. Here am I on my road to Duror on the job ye ken; and here is a young lad starts up out of the bracken, and speers if I am on the way to Aucharn." "Glenure," said the other, "this is an ill subject for jesting."
"To sum up," said Colstoun, "you prove that Alan was on the spot; you have heard him proffer menaces against Glenure; and though you assure us he was not the man who fired, you leave a strong impression that he was in league with him, and consenting, perhaps immediately assisting, in the act. You show him besides, at the risk of his own liberty, actively furthering the criminal's escape.
Allan Breck, on the 11th, was staying at Fasnacloich, near Glenure, where the fishing is very good. When Glenure moved north to Fort William, Allan went to James Stewart's cottage of Acharn. He usually did make these changes when residing with friends. The dowager of the house was natural sister of James of the Glens, and full sister of the exiled Stewart of Ardshiel.
But just as he turned there came the shot of a firelock from higher up the hill; and with the very sound of it Glenure fell upon the road. "O, I am dead!" he cried, several times over. The lawyer had caught him up and held him in his arms, the servant standing over and clasping his hands.
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