Everything must depend upon speed.

How lucky that Mannering has betaken himself to Edinburgh! His knowledge of this young fellow is a most perilous addition to my dangers.' Here he suffered his horse to slacken his pace.

'What if I should try to compound with the heir?
It's likely he might be brought to pay a round sum for restitution, and I could give up Hatteraick.

But no, no, no! there were too many eyes on me--Hatteraick himself, and the gipsy sailor, and that old hag.

No, no! I must stick to my original plan.' And with that he struck his spurs against his horse's flanks, and rode forward at a hard trot to put his machines in motion..