Yours, deer Sur, H.H.
'Poscriff.

Do' e tell squoire we longs to heer from him, and has dootings about his not writing himself, and Lieftenant Bottler is smoky.' 'This Ruffin, I suppose, then, is your Donald of the Cavern, who has intercepted your letters, and carried on a correspondence with the poor devil Houghton, as if under your authority?
'It seems too true.

But who can Addem be ?' 'Possibly Adam, for poor Gardiner, a sort of pun on his name.' The other letters were to the same purpose, and they soon received yet more complete light upon Donald Bean's machinations.
John Hedges, one of Waverley's servants, who had remained with the regiment, and had been taken at Preston, now made his appearance.

He had sought out his master, with the purpose of again entering his service.
From this fellow they learned, that, some time after Waverley had gone from the head-quarters of the regiment, a pedlar, called Ruthven, Ruffin, or Rivane, known among the soldiers by the name of Wily Will, had made frequent visits to the town of Dundee.

He appeared to possess plenty of money, sold his commodities very cheap, seemed always willing to treat his friends at the ale-house, and easily ingratiated himself with many of Waverley's troop, particularly Sergeant Houghton, and one Timms, also a non-commissioned officer.