Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 07
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 07
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"'Sir,' said I, 'I am deeply affected by the whole of your conduct
towards me and my servant. I can only hope that, some day or other, I
may have it in my power to serve you. I have been treated like a prince,
when I expected, if not to have my throat cut--which I once thought was
inevitable--at least to have been robbed of everything about me. At
present I can only offer you this small remuneration, which I trust you
will accept. I am only sorry that it is not more.' As I said this, I
drew forth my purse, with the intention of giving him all the gold I had
about me, but he stayed my hand.
"'Sir!' exclaimed the unknown, 'you have seen the way in which I and my
companions live, and you may easily guess that to us gold can be no
object. I thank you for the free and liberal way in which it was
proffered; but I most respectfully beg to decline accepting it. In
serving you I merely followed a precept which I ever--though a
cateran--keep in view--to do to others as I would be done by myself. You
were in distress, and I relieved you;--there was no merit in doing what
I knew was merely my duty; and Ranald More will take no reward for
having done that which his heart told him it was right to do.'
"'Heavens!' I cried, 'are you Ranald More?'
"'I am!'
"'Why,' I rejoined; 'your name is a terror to all the country round.'
"'I know it; but what care I? Let the bloodhounds take me if they can.'
"'Are you aware that a reward is offered for your apprehension?'
"'Perfectly.'
"'Why, then, should you trust yourself alone with two armed men?'
"To show that he was perfectly regardless of fear, he merely pointed to
his claymore, and I must confess that I should not have been anxious for
a single combat, and even with the assistance of my servant, I am not
quite sure that we might not have come off second best.
"'But,' continued the cateran, 'you are a gentleman and a man of honour.
My secret is safe with you. Bid your servant ride on a few paces.' I
gave the necessary order; and when we were alone, the cateran proceeded
to narrate to me the following particulars of his life:--
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