I took no notice of his look, though I continued to watch him, and presently he turned away and went out.

But I knew he had recognized me as a man he had seen somewhere.

Now remember, when Gilbert Carstairs introduced me to this man, Gilbert did not mention any connection of mine with Hathercleugh--he merely spoke of me as an old friend; so Meekin, when he came into these parts, would have no idea of finding me here.

But I saw he was afraid--badly afraid--because of his recognition and doubt about me.

And the next question was--what was I to do?
I'm not the man to do things in haste, and I could see this was a black, deep business, with maybe two murders in it.