This moderation put it in my mind to question him of the Red Fox and the Appin tenants ; questions which , I thought , would seem natural enough in the mouth of one travelling to that country . He said it was a bad business . `` It 's wonderful , '' said he , `` where the tenants find the money , for their life is mere starvation . -LRB- Ye do n't carry such a thing as snuff , do ye , Mr. Balfour ? No . Well , I 'm better wanting it . -RRB- But these tenants -LRB- as I was saying -RRB- are doubtless partly driven to it . James Stewart in Duror -LRB- that 's him they call James of the Glens -RRB- is half-brother to Ardshiel , the captain of the clan ; and he is a man much looked up to , and drives very hard . And then there 's one they call Alan Breck -- '' `` Ah ! '' I cried , `` what of him ? '' `` What of the wind that bloweth where it listeth ? '' said Henderland . `` He 's here and awa ; here to-day and gone to-morrow : a fair heather-cat . He might be glowering at the two of us out of yon whin-bush , and I wouldnae wonder ! Ye 'll no carry such a thing as snuff , will ye ? '' I told him no , and that he had asked the same thing more than once . `` It 's highly possible , '' said he , sighing . `` But it seems strange ye shouldnae carry it . However , as I was saying , this Alan Breck is a bold , desperate customer , and well kent to be James 's right hand . His life is forfeit already ; he would boggle at naething ; and maybe , if a tenant-body was to hang back he would get a dirk in his wame . ''
`` You make a poor story of it all , Mr. XXXXX , '' said I. `` If it is all fear upon both sides , I care to hear no more of it . ''
Breck Fox Glens Henderland James awa heather-cat listeth naething tenant-body