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Updated: June 5, 2025
He knocked at the ha' door just as he was wont, and his auld acquaintance, Dougal MacCallum just after his wont, too, came to open the door, and said, 'Piper Steenie, are ye there, lad? Sir Robert has been crying for you. My gudesire was like a man in a dream he looked for the stranger, but he was gane for the time. At last he just tried to say, 'Ha! Dougal Driveower, are ye living?
My gudesire scarce listened to this, but spurred his horse, with "Gude-e'en to you, freend." But it's like the stranger was ane that doesna lightly yield his point; for, ride as Steenie liked, he was aye beside him at the selfsame pace. At last my gudesire, Steenie Steenson, grew half angry, and, to say the truth, half feard. "What is it that you want with me, freend?" he said.
My gudesire knew not whether to stand or flee, but he ventured back into the parlour, where a' was gaun hirdy-girdie naebody to say 'come in, or 'gae out. Terribly the laird roared for cauld water to his feet, and wine to cool his throat; and Hell, hell, hell, and its flames, was ay the word in his mouth.
So, I think, we had better lay the haill dirdum on that ill-deedie creature, Major Weir, and say naething about your dream in the wood of Pitmurkie. 'Od, but for as queer as it is, it's a' the voucher I have for my rent, said my gudesire, who was afraid, it may be, of losing the benefit of Sir Robert's discharge.
He wasna a bad master to his ain folk, though, and was weel aneugh liked by his tenants; and as for the lackeys and troopers that rade out wi' him to the persecutions, as the Whigs caa'd those killing-times, they wad hae drunken themsells blind to his health at ony time. Now you are to ken that my gudesire lived on Redgauntlet's grund they ca' the place Primrose Knowe.
And, indeed, my gudesire, of his ain accord, lang foreswore baith the pipes and the brandy it was not even till the year was out, and the fatal day past, that he would so much as take the fiddle, or drink usquebaugh or tippeny. Sir John made up his story about the jackanape as he liked himsell; and some believe till this day there was no more in the matter than the filching nature of the brute.
And maybe I had another reason for troubling your honour." "And what is that?" asked the Duke. "I hae understood from my father, that your honour's house, and especially your gudesire and his father, laid down their lives on the scaffold in the persecuting time.
And since your honour never got it, and his honour that was canna have ta'en it wi' him, maybe some of the family may hae seen it. Sir John. We will examine the servants, Stephen; that is but reasonable. But lackey and lass, and page and groom, all denied stoutly that they had ever seen such a bag of money as my gudesire described.
So my gudesire, to ease his ain heart, mair than from any hope of help, told him the story from beginning to end. 'It's a hard pinch, said the stranger; 'but I think I can help you. 'If you could lend the money, sir, and take a lang day I ken nae other help on earth, said my gudesire. 'But there may be some under the earth, said the stranger.
At last they parted, and my gudesire was to ride hame through the wood of Pitmurkie, that is a' fou of black firs, as they say. I ken the wood, but the firs may be black or white for what I can tell.
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