Away all your pith to Dougal, and tell him that the brig's in and the men will be landing inside the hour.

Tell him I'm coming as fast as my legs will let me.

The Princess will likely be there already and Sir Archibald and his men, but if they're no', tell Dougal they're coming.
Haste you, Jaikie.

And see here, I'll never forget what you've done for me the day.

You're a fine wee laddie!" The obedient Die-Hard disappeared, and Dickson painfully and laboriously set himself to climb the slope.