That his enemies were my own he had most distinctly told me, therefore I felt some apprehension that I myself was not safe.

Yet in my hip pocket I always carried my revolver--just as I did in Italy--and I rather prided myself on my ability to shoot straight.
We sat for a long time discussing the strange affair.

In order to betray no eagerness to get away, I offered the big Highlander a cigar from my case, and we smoked together.

The inquiry would be held on the morrow, he told me, but as far as the public was concerned the body would remain as that of some person "unknown." "And you had better not come to my uncle's house, or send anyone," I said.

"If you desire to see me, send me a line and I will meet you here in Dumfries.