Kidnapped
ISBN 9788119303137

Table of contents

Contents
Chapter I I Set off Upon My Journey to the House of Shaws
Chapter II I Come to My Journey’s End
Chapter III I Make Acquaintance of My Uncle
Chapter IV I Run a Great Danger in the House of Shaws
Chapter V I Go to the Queen’s Ferry
Chapter VII I Go to Sea in the Brig “Covenant” of Dysart
Chapter IX The Man with the Belt of Gold
Chapter X The Siege of the Round-House
Chapter XI The Captain Knuckles Under
Chapter XII I Hear of the “Red Fox”
Chapter XIII The Loss of the Brig
Chapter XIV The Islet
Chapter XV The Lad with the Silver Button: Through the Isle of Mull
Chapter XVI The Lad with the Silver Button: Across Morven
Chapter XVII The Death of the Red Fox
Chapter XVIII I Talk with Alan in the Wood of Lettermore
Chapter XIX The House of Fear
Chapter XX The Flight in the Heather: The Rocks
Chapter XXI The Flight in the Heather: The Heugh of Corrynakiegh
Chapter XXII The Flight In The Heather: The Moor
Chapter XXIII Cluny’s Cage
Chapter XXIV The Flight in the Heather: The Quarrel
Chapter XXV In Balquhidder
Chapter XXVI End of the Flight: We Pass the Forth
Chapter XXVII I Come to Mr. Rankeillor
Chapter XXVIII I Go in Quest of My Inheritance
Chapter XXIX I Come I into My Kingdom
Illustrations
MR. BALFOUR, OF THE HOUSE OF SHAWS What he was, whether by trade or birth, was more than I could fathom
AT QUEEN’S FERRY And the spirit of all that I beheld put me in thoughts of far voyages and foreign places
THE SIEGE OF THE ROUND-HOUSE It came all of a sudden when it did, with a rush of feet and a roar, and then a shout from Alan
THE WRECK OF THE “COVENANT” It was the spare yard I had got hold of, and I was amazed to see how far I had travelled from the brig
ON THE ISLAND OF EARRAID But the second day passed; and as long as the light lasted I kept a bright look-out for boats on the sound or men passing on the Ross
THE MURDERER OF ROY CAMPBELL OF GLENURE At that the murderer gave a little, quick look over his shoulder, and began to run
AT THE CARDS IN CLUNY’S CAGE But Alan and Cluny were most of the time at the cards
TWO PIPERS IN BALQUHIDDER All night long the brose was going and the pipes changing hands
THE PARTING For we both knew without a word said that we had come to where our ways parted