Stewart and I could recall our
services, and you and my daughter divert yourselves in a manner
more befitting your age. I beg at least that Mr. Stewart would
come here; my business with him opens a very wide door."
"What does the man want with me?" cried Alan, when he had read.
"What he wants with you in clear enough--it's siller. But what can
he want with Alan Breck?"
"O, it'll be just an excuse," said I. "He is still after this
marriage, which I wish from my heart that we could bring about.
And he asks you because he thinks I would be less likely to come
wanting you."
"Well, I wish that I kent," says Alan. "Him and me were never
onyways pack; we used to girn at ither like a pair of pipers.
'Something for my ear,' quo' he! I'll maybe have something for his
hinder-end, before we're through with it. Dod, I'm thinking it
would be a kind of divertisement to gang and see what he'll be
after! Forby that I could see your lassie then. What say ye,
Davie? Will ye ride with Alan?"
You may be sure I was not backward, and Alan's furlough running
towards an end, we set forth presently upon this joint adventure.
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