And since them that fed him in his exile wouldnae be bought out--right or wrong, he would drive them out.

Therefore he sent for lawyers, and papers, and red-coats to stand at his back.

And the kindly folk of that country must all pack and tramp, every father's son out of his father's house, and out of the place where he was bred and fed, and played when he was a callant.

And who are to succeed them?
Bare-leggit beggars! King George is to whistle for his rents; he maun dow with less; he can spread his butter thinner: what cares Red Colin?
If he can hurt Ardshiel, he has his wish; if he can pluck the meat from my chieftain's table, and the bit toys out of his children's hands, he will gang hame singing to Glenure!" "Let me have a word," said I."Be sure, if they take less rents, be sure Government has a finger in the pie.

It's not this Campbell's fault, man--it's his orders.