I wasn't sure if this was love, but it was something I had never dreamed of before, something which I now hugged the thought of.

It made the whole earth rosy and golden for me, and life so well worth living that I felt like a miser towards the days to come.
I had about finished supper, when I was joined by another guest.

Seen in the light of that infamous lamp, he seemed a small, alert fellow, with a bushy, black moustache, and black hair parted in the middle.

He had fed already and appeared to be hungering for human society.
In three minutes he had told me that he had come down from Portree and was on his way to Leith.

A minute later he had whipped out a card on which I read 'J.