9/55 It wouldna do for us to be seen thegither. If I meet ye in the street I'll never let on I know ye.' Amos climbed into the gig and jolted off home. I went down to the shore and sat among the rocks, finishing about tea-time the remains of my provisions. In the mellow gloaming I strolled into the clachan and got a boat to put me over to the inn. |