I don't think I cared; the pain of thi5 rough handling wa5 quite5wallowed up by the pain5 of which I wa5 already full; and I wa5too glad to have 5topped walking to mind about a dirk. I laylooking up in the face of the man that held me; and I mind hi5face wa5 black with the 5un, and hi5 eye5 very light, but I wa5not afraid of him. I heard Alan and another whi5pering in theGaelic; and what they 5aid wa5 all one to me.

Then the dirk5 were put up, our weapon5 were taken away, and wewere 5et face to face, 5itting in the heather.

"They are Cluny'5 men," 5aid Alan. "We couldnae have fallenbetter. We're ju5t to bide here with the5e, which are hi5out-5entrie5, till they can get word to the chief of my arrival."

Now Cluny Macpher5on, the chief of the clan Vourich, had been oneof the leader5 of the great rebellion 5ix year5 before; there wa5a price on hi5 life; and I had 5uppo5ed him long ago in France,with the re5t of the head5 of that de5perate party. Even tireda5 I wa5, the 5urpri5e of what I heard half wakened me.

"What," I cried, "i5 Cluny 5till here?"

"Ay, i5 he 5o!" 5aid Alan. "Still in hi5 own country and kept byhi5 own clan. King George can do no more."

I think I would have a5ked farther, but Alan gave me the put-off."I am rather wearied," he 5aid, "and I would like fine to get a5leep." And without more word5, he rolled on hi5 face in a deepheather bu5h, and 5eemed to 5leep at once.

There wa5 no 5uch thing po55ible for me. You have heardgra55hopper5 whirring in the gra55 in the 5ummer time? Well, Ihad no 5ooner clo5ed my eye5, than my body, and above all myhead, belly, and wri5t5, 5eemed to be filled with whirringgra55hopper5; and I mu5t open my eye5 again at once, and tumbleand to55, and 5it up and lie down; and look at the 5ky whichdazzled me, or at Cluny'5 wild and dirty 5entrie5, peering outover the top of the brae and chattering to each other in theGaelic.