He leaned forward and with a coarse forefinger tapped Dickson's pyjama-clad knees.

"I can't have ye wandering about the place.

I'm very sorry, but I've got my orders from Mr.Loudon.

So if you think that by bidin' here you can see more of the House and the policies, ye're wrong, Mr.McCunn.

It can't be allowed, for we're no' ready for ye yet.