And Andy was looking fine and braw.

He'd good clothes on his back, and he was sleek and well fed and prosperous looking.

We made our way to a hotel; and there we sat ourselves doon and chatted for three hours.
"Aye, and I'll ha' seen most of the world since I last clapped my een on you, Harry," he said.

"I've heard much about you, and it's glad I am to be seein' you." He told me his story.

He'd gone for a soldier, richt enough, and been sent to India.