My informant and his father were despatched on the expedition.

They had no good will to the journey; nevertheless, provided with a little food, and with a dog to help them to manage the cattle, they set off with MacGregor.

They travelled a long day's journey in the direction of the mountain Benvoirlich, and slept for the night in a ruinous hut or bothy.
The next morning they resumed their journey among the hills, Rob Roy directing their course by signs and marks on the heath which my informant did not understand.
About noon Rob commanded the armed party to halt, and to lie couched in the heather where it was thickest.

"Do you and your son," he said to the oldest Lowlander, "go boldly over the hill;--you will see beneath you, in a glen on the other side, your master's cattle, feeding, it may be, with others; gather your own together, taking care to disturb no one else, and drive them to this place.

If any one speak to or threaten you, tell them that I am here, at the head of twenty men."-- "But what if they abuse us, or kill us ?" said the Lowland, peasant, by no means delighted at finding the embassy imposed on him and his son.