He looked at me, cast back his head, and laughed out loud.
"Ay, you're funny, Mr.Dale," said I, "but perhaps if you glance an eye upon that paper you may change your note." The stupid Highlanders had taken from me at the time of my seizure nothing but hard money, and the paper I now showed Andie was an acknowledgment from the British Linen Company for a considerable sum.
He read it.

"Troth, and ye're nane sae ill aff," said he.
"I thought that would maybe vary your opinions," said I.
"Hout!" said he.

"It shaws me ye can bribe; but I'm no to be bribit." "We'll see about that yet a while," says I."And first, I'll show you that I know what I am talking.

You have orders to detain me here till Thursday, 21st September." "Ye're no a'thegether wrong either," says Andie.

"I'm to let ye gang, bar orders contrair, on Saturday, the 23rd." I could not but feel there was something extremely insidious in this arrangement.