Go on, then. Play the rebel. See where it leads ye. I thank you, brother. Ned, send a...

Go on, then. Play the rebel. See where it leads ye. I thank you, brother. Ned, send a missiveto the Duke of Sandringham, inviting him to a banquet in his honour. Best warn the men of the householdto keep their arses out of his reach. Sweet Christ, man, can ye not keepthat tongue of yers from wagging? Very wise, Laird, to get the measure of the Jacobite cause from an Englishman's perspective. It will take more than yer approval to get back in my good graces, Ned Gowan. Get out of my sight, all three of you