small blame to ye ! To be feared of a thing and yet to do it , is what makes the prettiest kind of a man . And then there was water there , and water 's a thing that dauntons even me . No , no , '' said Alan , `` it 's no you that 's to blame , it 's me . '' I asked him why . `` Why , '' said he , `` I have proved myself a gomeral this night . For first of all I take a wrong road , and that in my own country of Appin ; so that the day has caught us where we should never have been ; and thanks to that , we lie here in some danger and mair discomfort . And next -LRB- which is the worst of the two , for a man that has been so much among the heather as myself -RRB- I have come wanting a water-bottle , and here we lie for a long summer 's day with naething but neat spirit . Ye may think that a small matter ; but before it comes night , David , ye 'll give me news of it . '' I was anxious to redeem my character , and offered , if he would pour out the brandy , to run down and fill the bottle at the river . `` I wouldnae waste the good spirit either , '' says he . `` It 's been a good friend to you this night ; or in my poor opinion , ye would still be cocking on yon stone . And what 's mair , '' says he , `` ye may have observed -LRB- you that 's a man of so much penetration -RRB- that Alan Breck Stewart was perhaps walking quicker than his ordinar ' . '' `` You ! '' I cried , `` you were running fit to burst . '' `` Was I so ? '' said he . `` Well , then , ye may depend upon it , there was nae time to be lost . And now here is enough said ; gang you to your sleep , lad , and I 'll watch . '' Accordingly , I lay down to sleep ; a little peaty earth had drifted in between the top of the two rocks , and some bracken grew there , to be a bed to me ; the last thing I heard was still the crying of the eagles .
I dare say it would be nine in the morning when I was roughly awakened , and found XXXXX 's hand pressed upon my mouth .
Alan Appin David Stewart first mair naething night ordinar water-bottle