The devil!’

’Punds Scottish, ya shall understand.  And the lady had not the siller if she had pawned her gown; and they applied to the governor o’ Stirling castle, and to the major o’ the Black Watch; and the governor said, it was ower far to the northward, and out of his district; and the major said, his men were gane hame to the shearing, and he would not call them out before the victual was got in for all the Cramfeezers in Christendom, let alane the Mearns, for that it would prejudice the country.  And in the meanwhile ye’ll no hinder Gilliewhackit to take the small-pox.  There was not the doctor in Perth or Stirling would look near the poor lad; and I cannot blame them, for Donald had been misguggled by ane of these doctors about Paris, and he swore he would fling the first into the loch that he catched beyond the Pass.  However, some cailliachs (that is, old women) that were about Donald’s hand, nursed Gilliewhackit sae weel, that between the free open air in the cove and the fresh whey, deil an’ he did not recover maybe as weel as if he had been closed in a glazed chamber and a bed with curtains, and fed with red wine and white meat.  And Donald was sae vexed about it, that when he was stout and weel, he even sent him free home, and said he would be pleased with onything they would like to gie him for the plague and trouble which he had about Gilliewhackit to an unkenn’d degree.  And I cannot tell you precisely how they sorted; but they agreed sae right that Donald was invited to dance at the wedding in his Highland trews, and they said that there was never sae meikle siller clinked in his purse either before or since.  And to the boot of all that, Gilliewhackit said, that, be the evidence what it liked, if he had the luck to be on Donald’s inquest, he would bring him in guilty of nothing whatever, unless it were wilful arson, or murder under trust.’

With such bald and disjointed chat Evan went on, illustrating the existing state of the Highlands, more perhaps to the amusement of Waverley than that of our readers.  At length, after having marched over bank and brae, moss and heather, Edward, though not unacquainted with the Scottish liberality in computing distance, began to think that Evan’s five miles were nearly doubled.  His observation on the large measure which the Scottish allowed of their land, in comparison to the computation of their money, was readily answered by Evan, with the old jest, The deil take them wha have the least pint stoup.’ [’The Scotch are liberal in computing their land and liquor; the Scottish pint corresponds to two English quarts.  As for their coin, every one knows the couplet—­

     ’How can the rogues pretend to sense? 
     Their pound is only twenty pence.’]

And now the report of a gun was heard, and a sportsman was seen, with his dogs and attendant, at the upper end of the glen.  ‘Shough,’ said Dugald Mahony, ‘tat’s ta Chief.’

‘It is not,’ said Evan imperiously.  ’Do you think he would come to meet a Sassenach Duinhe-wassel in such a way as that?’