Youve got that girl, crazy about her hunter,and
anyone can see that shes clever as a monkey. And Sir Edward Leithen is a
considerable artist on the river. She asked me point-blankif I knew anybody called
John Macnab? I think I can promise that you may resume your trade at
Crask.
Hell think that John Macnab is the same wary kindof
old bird as himself.
Weve got to find some way of shortenin the odds!
Leithen stared at it withappreciative eyes. I got a good spy from Sgurr Mor, and I
tried to get up Sgurr Dearg,but stuck on the rocks.
I got a good spy from Sgurr Mor, and I tried to get
up Sgurr Dearg,but stuck on the rocks.
Also the ginger-beer bottlesbobbed unpleasantly at
his side.
I think I know a sportsman when I see
him.
Well expect you to lunch the day after
to-morrow.
Youve got that girl, crazy about her hunter,and
anyone can see that shes clever as a monkey. Ive had the devil of a day, said the
latter.
I fear the blame is mine, said the agreeable
tourist.
Meantime in the pleasant upstairs dining-room of
the Castlebreakfast had begun. And with a wave of her hand she was
gone.
Well, thesethree gentlemen want to have a try at
the same game. He was roused by a voice at his shoulder.
It chanced that in the spring of this year Mrs
Bogle had fallen illfor the first time in her life. What chance was there for
secrecywith this malevolent scout hanging around? Sir Archibald Roylance was a
resourceful mountebank and did not hesitate.
If anybody asks you questions, you only saw a man
on a bicycle onthe road to Inverlarrig.
Archie, I hope you dont mind, but I told him to
resume hismorning visits.
I think I know a sportsman when I see
him.
And may I consult you if Im in
difficulties?
The place had its merits for every purpose
buttaking salmon.
It chanced that in the spring of this year Mrs
Bogle had fallen illfor the first time in her life.
Mackenzie lay beside him, an uneasy
sphinx,tormented by a distant subtle odour of badger. Youre much too susceptible and
far too great an ass.
Now you grasp the problem, and youve got to pull up
your socks andthink it out.
By Jove, I hope you get your hunter,Miss
Raden.
Bandicotts,and wrinkled his brows over that of the
Edinburgh solicitors.
Theyre tired ofordinary sport, and want something
more excitin.
We simply mustbeat him, for Ive got to have that
fifty pounds. There was nothing for it but to have a return of
smallpox.
For it means a hunter for her this winter down in
Warwickshire.