“‘He must be thoroughly first-rate at marches, and also at strathspeys and reels, just the same as you are yourself, John.’
“‘Yes, my Lort.’
“‘The Queen also wishes her piper to be a fine specimen of a Highlander, tall and handsome, with a fine face and figure; in fact, one something like yourself, John.’
“‘Yes, my Lort.’
“‘There is one other indispensable qualification. He must be sober, reliable, and in every way a respectable man, just like yourself, John.’
“‘Yes, my Lort.’
“‘Well, I have now told you all that is required in the man wanted by the Queen. He must be in all respects like yourself, both as man and as piper. Can you recommend any?’
“‘Inteet, ma Lort, there’s no sich a man to be found in aal Scotland.’
“‘And will you go yourself, John?’
“‘Na, na, my Lort, na, na.’”