After a while, a man went by that looked to be a Highlandman, but I had never seen him till that hour.

Presently after came Neil of the red head.

The next to go past was a miller's cart, and after that nothing but manifest country people.

Here was enough to have turned the most foolhardy from his purpose, but my inclination ran too strong the other way.

I argued it out that if Neil was on that road, it was the right road to find him in, leading direct to his chief's daughter; as for the other Highlandman, if I was to be startled off by every Highlandman I saw, I would scarce reach anywhere.