Grant.—Allons!
Author.—Now, my good woman, take away these things, and make the room a little tidy, and then bring us plenty of peats.
Clifford.—Aye, that will do.
Grant.—Who is to be story-teller?
Clifford.—Mr. Macpherson is the man. Now then, Mr. Macpherson, your Serjeant John Smith is the first for duty. He may mount guard as speedily as you please.
Dominie.—He shall obey the captain’s orders without a moment’s delay.
END OF VOLUME SECOND.
EDINBURGH: PRINTED BY T. CONSTABLE,
PRINTER TO HER MAJESTY.