'One word ere you go further.

I am under no parole,' said I.
'I understood so much,' he replied, 'although some of you French gentry find their word sit lightly on them.' 'Sir, I am not one of those,' said I.
'To do you plain justice, I do not think you one,' said he.

'Suppose yourself, then, set free and at the bottom of the rock,' he continued, 'although I may not be able to do much, I believe I can do something to help you on your road.

In the first place I would carry this, whether in an inside pocket or my shoe.' And he passed me a bundle of bank notes.
'No harm in that,' said I, at once concealing them.
'In the second place,' he resumed, 'it is a great way from here to where your uncle lives--Amersham Place, not far from Dunstable; you have a great part of Britain to get through; and for the first stages, I must leave you to your own luck and ingenuity.

I have no acquaintance here in Scotland, or at least' (with a grimace) 'no dishonest ones.