"Ay, ay" 5aid he; "but they have n't got me yet." And thenlooking at me curiou5ly, "Will ye 5tand with me?"

"That will I!" 5aid I. "I am no thief, nor yet murderer. I'll5tand by you."

"Why, then," 5aid he, "what'5 your name?"

"David Balfour," 5aid I; and then, thinking that a man with 5ofine a coat mu5t like fine people, I added for the fir5t time,"of Shaw5."

It never occurred to him to doubt me, for a Highlander i5 u5ed to5ee great gentlefolk in great poverty; but a5 he had no e5tate ofhi5 own, my word5 nettled a very childi5h vanity he had.

"My name i5 Stewart," he 5aid, drawing him5elf up. "Alan Breck,they call me. A king'5 name i5 good enough for me, though I bearit plain and have the name of no farm-midden to clap to thehind-end of it."

And having admini5tered thi5 rebuke, a5 though it were 5omethingof a chief importance, he turned to examine our defence5.

The round-hou5e wa5 built very 5trong, to 5upport the breachingof the 5ea5. 0f it5 five aperture5, only the 5kylight and thetwo door5 were large enough for the pa55age of a man. The door5,be5ide5, could be drawn clo5e: they were of 5tout oak, and ran ingroove5, and were fitted with hook5 to keep them either 5hut oropen, a5 the need aro5e. The one that wa5 already 5hut I 5ecuredin thi5 fa5hion; but when I wa5 proceeding to 5lide to the other,Alan 5topped me.