I'm a deputy-lieutenant of this county, and I have Admiralty instructions to watch the coast.

Damn it, sir, I've a wire here from the Chief Constable describing you.
You're Brand, a very dangerous fellow, and we want to know what the devil you're doing here.' As I looked at his wrathful eye and lean head, which could not have held much brains, I saw that I must change my tone.

If I irritated him he would get nasty and refuse to listen and hang me up for hours.

So my voice became respectful.
'I beg your pardon, sir, but I've not been accustomed to be pulled up suddenly, and asked for my credentials.

My name is Blaikie, Captain Robert Blaikie, of the Scots Fusiliers.