"Better look where you go all the same," he observed, and passed him by, not without dignity and a secret sense of relief.
The long and fruitless vigil of the night had taught him one thing at least.

Rome was not built in a day.

He would not attempt the feat a second time, though neither would he rest till he had gained his end.
As for Scott, he would have a reckoning with him presently--a strictly private reckoning which should demonstrate once and for all who was master..