All about his body were the marks of the brute's teeth--everywhere almost except on his face.

That had been bespattered with blood, but it had been wiped away.

His dirk was lying not far off, and his skene dhu close by his hand.
"There is but one thing more--and I think that is just the thing that made me want to tell you the story.

The men who found Alister declared when they came home, and ever after when they told the story--Grizzie says her grandmother used always to say so--that, when they lifted him to bring him away, they saw in the snow the mark of the body, deep--pressed, but only as far as the shoulders; there was no mark of his head whatever.

And when they told this to the wise woman, she answered only,'Of coorse! of coorse!--Gien I had been wi' ye, lads, I wad hae seen mair.' When they pressed her to speak more plainly, she only shook her head, and muttered, 'Dull--hertit gowks!'-- That's all, my lady." In the kitchen, things were going on even more quietly than in the drawing-room.