For a moment he and Robin Greenlaw were together.
"Do you know what I hear them calling you ?" quoth the latter.

"I hear them say 'The wandering laird!'" Alexander smiled.

"That's not so bad a name!" He walked now beside Jarvis Barrow.

The old man's stride was hardly shortened by age.

The two kept ahead of the two women, Greenlaw, Thomas, and the sheep-dog Sandy.
"It's a bonny day, White Farm!" "Aye, it's bonny eneuch, Glenfernie.