`` I would give ye my name in return , sir , '' he replied , `` but it 's one somewhat blown upon of late days ; and it 'll perhaps suffice if I tell ye that I am own brother to James More Drummond or Macgregor , of whom ye will scarce have failed to hear . '' `` No , sir , '' said I , a little alarmed ; `` nor yet of your father , Macgregor-Campbell . '' And I sat up and bowed in bed ; for I thought best to compliment him , in case he was proud of having had an outlaw to his father . He bowed in return . `` But what I am come to say , sir , '' he went on , `` is this . In the year ' 45 , my brother raised a part of the ` Gregara ' and marched six companies to strike a stroke for the good side ; and the surgeon that marched with our clan and cured my brother 's leg when it was broken in the brush at Preston Pans , was a gentleman of the same name precisely as yourself . He was brother to Balfour of Baith ; and if you are in any reasonable degree of nearness one of that gentleman 's kin , I have come to put myself and my people at your command . '' You are to remember that I knew no more of my descent than any cadger 's dog ; my uncle , to be sure , had prated of some of our high connections , but nothing to the present purpose ; and there was nothing left me but that bitter disgrace of owning that I could not tell . Robin told me shortly he was sorry he had put himself about , turned his back upon me without a sign of salutation , and as he went towards the door , I could hear him telling Duncan that I was `` only some kinless loon that did n't know his own father . '' Angry as I was at these words , and ashamed of my own ignorance , I could scarce keep from smiling that a man who was under the lash of the law -LRB- and was indeed hanged some three years later -RRB- should be so nice as to the descent of his acquaintances . Just in the door , he met Alan coming in ; and the two drew back and looked at each other like strange dogs . They were neither of them big men , but they seemed fairly to swell out with pride . Each wore a sword , and by a movement of his haunch , thrust clear the hilt of it , so that it might be the more readily grasped and the blade drawn . `` Mr. Stewart , I am thinking , '' says Robin . `` Troth , Mr. Macgregor , it 's not a name to be ashamed of , '' answered Alan . `` I did not know ye were in my country , sir , '' says Robin . `` It sticks in my mind that I am in the country of my friends the Maclarens , '' says Alan . `` That 's a kittle point , '' returned the other . `` There may be two words to say to that . But I think I will have heard that you are a man of your sword ? ''
`` Unless ye were born deaf , Mr. Macgregor , ye will have heard a good deal more than that , '' says XXXXX .
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