He could scarcely imagine David going beyond these places, or, at any rate, the coast of Scotland.

Should he make a pilgrimage round about all those parts?
Mysie shook her head.

She thought Andrew had better go to Keswick and see the Methodist preacher there.

She had heard they travelled all over the world, and if so, it was more than likely they had seen Davie Cargill; "at ony rate, he would gie advice worth speiring after." Andrew had but a light opinion of Methodists, and had never been inside the little chapel at Sinverness; but Mysie's advice, he allowed, "had a savor o' sense in it," and so the next day he rode over to Keswick and opened his heart to John Sugden, the superintendent of the Derwent Circuit.

He had assured himself on the road that he would only tell John just as much as was necessary for his quest; but he was quite unable to resist the preacher's hearty sympathy.