Not a few Highlanders dropped; and the clans grew impatient.

The sun however was low in the west before Dundee gave the order to prepare for action.
His men raised a great shout.

The enemy, probably exhausted by the toil of the day, returned a feeble and wavering cheer.

"We shall do it now," said Lochiel: "that is not the cry of men who are going to win." He had walked through all his ranks, had addressed a few words to every Cameron, and had taken from every Cameron a promise to conquer or die, [366] It was past seven o'clock.

Dundee gave the word.