I slept most of the afternoon on the top of Sgurr Vhiconnich, and I'm as wakeful as a bat now.' I watched him shin up the face of the tower, and admired greatly the speed and neatness with which he climbed.

Then I followed the crevice southward to the hollow just below the platform where I had found the footmarks.

There was a big boulder there, which partly shut off the view of it from the direction of our cave.

The place was perfect for my purpose, for between the boulder and the wall of the tower was a narrow gap, through which I could hear all that passed on the platform.

I found a stance where I could rest in comfort and keep an eye through the crack on what happened beyond.
There was still a faint light on the platform, but soon that disappeared and black darkness settled down on the hills.