Now, the tenants of Appin have to pay a rent to King George; but their hearts are staunch, they are true to their chief; and what with love and a bit of pressure, and maybe a threat or two, the poor folk scrape up a second rent for Ardshiel.

Well, David, I'm the hand that carries it." And he struck the belt about his body, so that the guineas rang.
"Do they pay both ?" cried I.
"Ay, David, both," says he.
"What! two rents ?" I repeated.
"Ay, David," said he.

"I told a different tale to yon captain man; but this is the truth of it.

And it's wonderful to me how little pressure is needed.

But that's the handiwork of my good kinsman and my father's friend, James of the Glens: James Stewart, that is: Ardshiel's half-brother.