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The magistrates looked astounded at the effrontery of the question, but after a moment's consultation together Mr. M'Whirtle said that in the interest of justice it was unadvisable at the present moment to state the name of the person concerned. "What have you to say, prisoner, to the charge made against you?
I demanded to see what warrant they had for forcing an entry, and as they would show me none, I did my best to protect the house; but the moment Mr. M'Whirtle proclaimed who he was I lowered my sword and gave them passage." There was a smile in the court at the boy's coolness. "But how came ye there, young sir? How came ye to be in the house at all, if ye were there for a good motive?"
M'Whirtle, instead of setting your men to break down the door, as if they were Highland caterans on a foray?" "We bade you open in the king's name," the magistrate said, "and you withstood us, and it will be hanging matter for you, for you have aided the king's enemies." "The king's enemies!" Ronald said in a tone of surprise.
M'Whirtle remarked, "seeing that I was present with the watch to see the arrest of a person against whom a warrant had been issued." "Who is that person?" Ronald asked. "Seeing that I am charged with aiding and abetting his escape it seems to me that I have a right to know who he is."
Now I think of it, he passed through the shop when Peter M'Whirtle was talking to me about it, though, indeed, he did not know then where the loon was in hiding. The boy went out soon afterwards, and must somehow have learned, if indeed he did not know before.
M'Whirtle and two other of the city magistrates. Andrew Anderson was in attendance, having been notified the night before of what had befallen Ronald. The bailie and his wife had at first been unable to credit the news, and were convinced that some mistake had been made. Andrew had tried to obtain his release on his promise to bring him up in the morning, but Mr.
"Leslie of Glenlyon was concerned in the '15, was he not?" Mr. M'Whirtle said; "and had to fly the country; and his son seems to be treading in his steps, bailie. I doubt ye have been nourishing a viper in your bosom."
"It was no freak when he ran his sword through Peter Muir's shoulder," Mr. M'Whirtle said. "Ye will allow that, neighbour Anderson." "The man must have run against the sword," the bailie said, "seeing the boy scarce knows one end of a weapon from another."
"Why did you not say so before?" Ronald exclaimed, lowering his sword. "If it be truly the worshipful Mr. M'Whirtle let him show himself, for surely I know him well, having seen him often in the house of my guardian, Bailie Anderson." Mr. M'Whirtle, who had been keeping well in the rear, now came forward. "It is himself." Ronald said. "Why did you not say you were here at once, Mr.
She supposed he was a thief flying from justice, but was afraid to refuse to do his bidding. "And why did you not tell us all this, woman, when we came in?" Mr. M'Whirtle asked sternly. "Had ye told us we might have overtaken him." "I was too much frightened," the woman answered. "There were swords out and blood running, and men using words contrary both to the law and Scripture.
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