第62章 CLUNY'S CAGE(2)

"They,"said he,meaning the collops,"are such as I gave his Royal Highness in this very house;bating the lemon juice,for at that time we were glad to get the meat and never fashed for kitchen.[28]Indeed,there were mair dragoons than lemons in my country in the year forty-six."

I do not know if the collops were truly very good,but my heart rose against the sight of them,and I could eat but little.All the while Cluny entertained us with stories of Prince Charlie's stay in the Cage,giving us the very words of the speakers,and rising from his place to show us where they stood.By these,Igathered the Prince was a gracious,spirited boy,like the son of a race of polite kings,but not so wise as Solomon.I gathered,too,that while he was in the Cage,he was often drunk;so the fault that has since,by all accounts,made such a wreck of him,had even then begun to show itself.

We were no sooner done eating than Cluny brought out an old,thumbed,greasy pack of cards,such as you may find in a mean inn;and his eyes brightened in his face as he proposed that we should fall to playing.

Now this was one of the things I had been brought up to eschew like disgrace;it being held by my father neither the part of a Christian nor yet of a gentleman to set his own livelihood and fish for that of others,on the cast of painted pasteboard.To be sure,I might have pleaded my fatigue,which was excuse enough;but I thought it behoved that I should bear a testimony.

I must have got very red in the face,but I spoke steadily,and told them I had no call to be a judge of others,but for my own part,it was a matter in which I had no clearness.

Cluny stopped mingling the cards."What in deil's name is this?"says he."What kind of Whiggish,canting talk is this,for the house of Cluny Macpherson?""I will put my hand in the fire for Mr.Balfour,"says Alan."He is an honest and a mettle gentleman,and I would have ye bear in mind who says it.I bear a king's name,"says he,cocking his hat;"and I and any that I call friend are company for the best.

But the gentleman is tired,and should sleep;if he has no mind to the cartes,it will never hinder you and me.And I'm fit and willing,sir,to play ye any game that ye can name.""Sir,"says Cluny,"in this poor house of mine I would have you to ken that any gentleman may follow his pleasure.If your friend would like to stand on his head,he is welcome.And if either he,or you,or any other man,is not preceesely satisfied,I will be proud to step outside with him."I had no will that these two friends should cut their throats for my sake.

"Sir,"said I,"I am very wearied,as Alan says;and what's more,as you are a man that likely has sons of your own,I may tell you it was a promise to my father.""Say nae mair,say nae mair,"said Cluny,and pointed me to a bed of heather in a corner of the Cage.For all that he was displeased enough,looked at me askance,and grumbled when he looked.And indeed it must be owned that both my scruples and the words in which I declared them,smacked somewhat of the Covenanter,and were little in their place among wild Highland Jacobites.

What with the brandy and the venison,a strange heaviness had come over me;and I had scarce lain down upon the bed before Ifell into a kind of trance,in which I continued almost the whole time of our stay in the Cage.Sometimes I was broad awake and understood what passed;sometimes I only heard voices,or men snoring,like the voice of a silly river;and the plaids upon the wall dwindled down and swelled out again,like firelight shadows on the roof.I must sometimes have spoken or cried out,for Iremember I was now and then amazed at being answered;yet I was conscious of no particular nightmare,only of a general,black,abiding horror --a horror of the place I was in,and the bed Ilay in,and the plaids on the wall,and the voices,and the fire,and myself.

The barber-gillie,who was a doctor too,was called in to prescribe for me;but as he spoke in the Gaelic,I understood not a word of his opinion,and was too sick even to ask for a translation.I knew well enough I was ill,and that was all Icared about.

I paid little heed while I lay in this poor pass.But Alan and Cluny were most of the time at the cards,and I am clear that Alan must have begun by winning;for I remember sitting up,and seeing them hard at it,and a great glittering pile of as much as sixty or a hundred guineas on the table.It looked strange enough,to see all this wealth in a nest upon a cliff-side,wattled about growing trees.And even then,I thought it seemed deep water for Alan to be riding,who had no better battle-horse than a green purse and a matter of five pounds.