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Updated: July 26, 2025
And so, ae morning, siccan a fright as I got! Twa unlucky red-coats were up for black-fishing, or some siccan ploy for the neb o' them's never out o' mischief and they just got a glisk o' his Honour as he gaed into the wood, and banged aff a gun at him. I out like a jer-falcon, and cried "Wad they shoot an honest woman's poor innocent bairn?"
"Also the goad of certain bright eyes," he said, smiling. "Little I thought, when I made that offer last night, I was setting so desperate a business in train. There was a good Providence in that. For now we can give out that you are gone on a madcap ploy, and there will be no sleepless nights in the Tidewater.
Weel, weel, that finished the lady, poor body. Ye'll see how things are now, Mr Hamish," says he. "Yon's an heiress. An' that's a' I'll be saying," says he, for McKinnon came in from his stable, "but the Laird, your uncle, was in the ploy," says he, "or I'm sair mistaken, and the Mistress too."
But he knew the man only too well. It was Zminis, the chief of the spies to the night patrol; a man who was particularly inimical to Heron, and whose hatred included the son, by whom he had been befooled and misled in more than one wild ploy with his boon companions.
Wallace: I wouldna wonder but she's speiring him for bawbees." "Will he take the Skeighan Road, I wonder?" "Or the Fechars?" "He's a great man for gathering gowans and other sic trash. He's maybe for a dander up the burn juist. They say he's a great botanical man." "Ay," said Brodie, "paidling in a burn's the ploy for him. He's a weanly gowk."
"Na," said Ailsie; "but into the ha' came the picture and I ken weel how it came there to gie them a warning that pride wad get a fa'. But there's as queer a ploy, cummers, as ony o' thae, that's gaun on even now in the burial vault yonder: ye saw twall mourners, wi' crape and cloak, gang down the steps pair and pair!" "What should ail us to see them?" said the one old woman.
'Noo, says the baron till himsel', says he, 'I didna think that there was ony ane in a' the land that could hae played sic a ploy; but deil fetch me if I dinna lift it as weel as he did! Sae aff he gaed, for there wasna sic a man for birr in a' the countra, an' he kent it as weel, for he never met wi' his match.
And at the outhouse I spoke to fierce Ronny McKinnon as he stood among the crew. "Ronny," said I, "there was a bonny lass putting herself about for ye, or ye might have been listening to mice cheeping instead o' the waves out there." "I've been in many's the ploy," says Ronny, "and the lassies liked me well enough, except just one." "Would her name be Mirren now?" said I.
The tone of their reply struck him a little, but, not having observed how they watched him as he approached, he presently forgot it. The moment his back was turned to them, they turned to each other and interchanged looks. "Fine feathers mak fine birds," said one of them. "Ay, but he luiks booed doon," said another. "An' weel he may! What 'll his leddy mither say to sic a ploy?
I thought ye had been hanged at Kennington Common, or Hairiebie, or some of these places, after the bonny ploy ye made in the Forty-five. 'I believe you are mistaken, friend, said Herries, sternly, with whose name and designation I was thus made unexpectedly acquainted.
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