The Baron's thoughts naturally reverted to the unprotected state of his daughter, and the big tear came to the veteran's eye.``If I fall, Macwheeble; you have all my papers, and know all my affairs; be just to Rose.''
The Bailie was a man of earthly mould after all; a good deal of dirt and dross about him, undoubtedly, but some kindly and just feelings he had, especially where the Baron or his young mistress were concerned.He set up a lamentable howl.``If that doleful day should come, while Duncan Macwheeble had a boddle, it should be Miss Rose's.He wald scroll for a plack the sheet, or she kenn'd what it was to want; if indeed a' the bonnie baronie o' Bradwardine and Tully-Veolan, with the fortalice and manor-place thereof (he kept sobbing and whining at every pause), tofts, crofts, mosses, muirs---outfield, infield---buildings---orchards---dovecots---with the right of net and coble in the water and loch of Veolan---teinds, parsonage and vicarage ---annexis, connexis---rights of pasturage---fuel, feal, and divot ---parts, pendicles, and pertinents whatsoever---(here he had recourse to the end of his long cravat to wipe his eyes, which overflowed in spite of him, at the ideas which this technical jargon conjured up)---all as more fully described in the proper evidents and titles thereof---and lying within the parish of Bradwardine, and the shire of Perth---if, as aforesaid, they must a' pass from my master's child to Inch-Grabbit, wha's a Whig and a Hanoverian, and be managed by his doer, Jamie Howie, wha's no fit to be a birlieman, let be a bailie''---The beginning of this lamentation really had something affecting, but the conclusion rendered laughter irresistible.
``Never mind, Bailie,'' said Ensign Maccombich, ``for the gude auld times of rugging and riving (pulling and tearing) are come back again, an' Sneckus Mac-Snackus (meaning, probably, annexis, connexis), and a' the rest of your friends, maun gie place to the langest claymore.''
``And that claymore shall be ours, Bailie,'' said the Chieftain, who saw that Macwheeble looked very blank at this intimation.
``We'll give them the metal our mountain affords, Lillibulero bullen a la, And in place of broad-pieces we'll pay with broadswords, Lero, lero, etc.
With duns and with debts we will soon clear our score, Lillibulero, etc.
For the man that's thus paid will crave payment no more, Lero, lero, etc.<*>
* These lines, or something like them, occur in an old Magazine of the * period.
But come, Bailie, be not cast down; drink your wine with a joyous heart; the Baron shall return safe and victorious to Tully-Veolan, and unite Killancureit's lairdship with his own, since the cowardly half-bred swine will not turn out for the Prince like a gentleman.''
``To be sure, they lie maist ewest,''<*> said the Bailie, wiping * _i.e.,_ Contiguous.
his eyes, ``and should naturally fa' under the same factory.''
``And I,'' proceeded the Chieftain, ``shall take care of myself, too; for you must know, I have to complete a good work here, by bringing Mrs.Flockhart into the bosom of the Catholic church, or at least half way, and that is to your Episcopal meeting-house.O Baron! if you heard her fine counter-tenor admonishing Kate and Matty in the morning, you, who understand music, would tremble at the idea of hearing her shriek in the psalmody of Haddo's Hole.''
``Lord forgie you, colonel, how ye rin on! But I hope your honours will tak tea before ye gang to the palace, and I maun gang, and mask it for you.''
So saying, Mrs.Flockhart left the gentlemen to their own conversation, which, as might be supposed, turned chiefly upon the approaching events of the campaign.