It was a bright, moonlight night--bright as day it was, and you could see quite clear.

The gentleman that was kneeling looks up, at me, and I sees it was Captain Tremayne, sir.

'What's this, Captain dear ?' says I.'It's Count Samoval, and he's kilt,' says he, 'for God's sake, go and fetch somebody.' So I ran back to tell Sir Terence, and Sir Terence he came out with me, and mighty startled he was at what he found there.

'What's happened ?'says he, and the captain answers him just as he had answered me: 'It's Count Samoval, and he's kilt.

'But how did it happen ?' says Sir Terence.