After that they offered to catch him, but ye'll no' catch Jaikie in a hurry.

When he had run round about them till they were wappit, he out wi' his catty and got one o' them on the lug.

Syne he made for the Laverfoot and reported." "Man, Dougal, you've managed fine.

Now I've something to tell you," and Dickson recounted his interview with the innkeeper.

"I don't think it's safe for me to bide here, and if I did, I wouldn't be any use, hiding in cellars and such like, and not daring to stir a foot.