He had finished his collection, but the bags were hastily thrown for concealment on a shelf, Rob Roy, entered with the usual salutation, and the factor at first had no suspicion of his finale purpose, as he laid down his sword, and partook of the entertainment; after which, he desired his piper to strike up a tune. This was a signal to his men, who in a few minutes surrounded the house, and six of them entered the room with drawn swords. Rob Roy, laying hold of his sword, as if about to go away, asked the factor, ‘How he had come on with his collection?’ ‘I have got nothing,’ said Killearn, ‘I have not yet begun to collect,’ ‘No no, chamberlain,’ replied Rob, ‘your falsehood will not do with me, I must count fairly with you by the book.’ Resistance being useless, the book was exhibited, and according to it, the money was given up, for which Rob Roy granted a receipt.
But from the infamous treatment his family had received from Killearn, Rob Roy was resolved to punish him, and had him immediately conveyed to an island near the east end of Loch Ketturin, now rendered famous as the supposed residence of fair Ellen, the Lady of the Lake.
In this island Killearn was confined for a considerable time; and, when set at
