Rob Roy
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:22:12
What are you doing here?
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I came to tell you
that some local trades people

:22:17
are pressing
for payment on your debt.

:22:20
You woke me for that?
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A thousand apologies, Mr Cunningham,
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but they've also writ to His Lordship.
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Damn it, man.
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I but recently
earned His Lordship 200 guineas.

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What are the complaints
of a few tradesmen for such services?

:22:42
This country does not agree with me.
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I cannot wait to be
out of the damnable place.

:22:48
The sentiments of
a great many of us, sir.

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Would you like me
to take away your chamber pot?

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I know many a Scotsman would be
glad of this on a cold morning.

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It's almost pure spirit,
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and I'm no judge of a pint of pish.
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Come back.
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Come here!
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I killed Tam Sibbald
yesterday morning.

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We played ball once at Creiff market.
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I remember shouting,
"Well done, Tam",

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when he made a run.
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And there he was,
hung on the end of my dirk like meat.

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Aye.
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Well, likely it was necessary.
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Aye, it was.
Necessary enough to save worse.

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But those tinkers
weren't all born broken men, Mary.

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Some of them had kin and clan.
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They made me fear
I might have come across

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one of our own among them.
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McGregors are not tinkers.
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But a hard winter or two away,
some of us...

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What's gnawing on you, Robert?
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I've made up my mind
to borrow money from Montrose

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to buy cattle at Creiff market
and sell at Carlisle.

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How much money?
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£1,000.

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