Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson Contents PART I. THE LORD ADVOCATE CHAPTER I. A BEGGAR ON HORSEBACK CHAPTER II. THE HIGHLAND WRITER CHAPTER III. I GO TO PILRIG CHAPTER IV. LORD ADVOCATE PRESTONGRANGE CHAPTER V. IN THE ADVOCATE’S HOUSE CHAPTER VI. UMQUILE THE MASTER OF LOVAT CHAPTER VII. I MAKE A FAULT IN HONOUR CHAPTER VIII. THE BRAVO CHAPTER IX. THE HEATHER ON FIRE CHAPTER X. THE RED-HEADED MAN CHAPTER XI. THE WOOD BY SILVERMILLS CHAPTER XII. ON THE MARCH AGAIN WITH ALAN CHAPTER XIII. GILLANE SANDS CHAPTER XIV. THE BASS CHAPTER XV. BLACK ANDIE’S TALE OF TOD LAPRAIK CHAPTER XVI. THE MISSING WITNESS CHAPTER XVII. THE MEMORIAL CHAPTER XVIII. THE TEE’D BALL CHAPTER XIX. I AM MUCH IN THE HANDS OF THE LADIES CHAPTER XX. I CONTINUE TO MOVE IN GOOD SOCIETY PART II. FATHER AND DAUGHTER CHAPTER XXI. THE VOYAGE INTO HOLLAND CHAPTER XXII. HELVOETSLUYS CHAPTER XXIII. TRAVELS IN HOLLAND CHAPTER XXIV. FULL STORY OF A COPY OF HEINECCIUS CHAPTER XXV. THE RETURN OF JAMES MORE CHAPTER XXVI. THE THREESOME CHAPTER XXVII. A TWOSOME CHAPTER XXVIII. IN WHICH I AM LEFT ALONE CHAPTER XXIX. WE MEET IN DUNKIRK CHAPTER XXX. THE LETTER FROM THE SHIP DEDICATION. To CHARLES BAXTER, _Writer to the Signet_. My Dear Charles, It is the fate of sequels to disappoint those who have waited for them; and my David, having been left to kick his heels for more than a lustre in the British Linen Company’s office, must expect his late re-appearance to be greeted with hoots, if not with missiles. Yet, when I remember the days of our explorations, I am not without hope. There should be left in our native city some seed of the elect; some long-legged, hot-headed youth must repeat to-day our dreams and wanderings of so many years ago; he will relish the pleasure, which should have been ours, to follow among named streets and numbered houses the country walks of David Balfour, to identify Dean, and Silvermills, and Broughton, and Hope Park, and Pilrig, and poor old Lochend—if it still be standing, and the Figgate Whins—if there be any of them left; or to push (on a long holiday) so far afield as Gillane or the Bass. So, perhaps, his eye shall be opened to behold the series of the generations, and he shall weigh with surprise his momentous and nugatory gift of life. You are still—as when first I saw, as when I last addressed you—in the venerable city which I must always think of as my home. And I have come so far; and the sights and thoughts of my youth pursue me; and I see like a vision the youth of my father, and of his father, and the whole stream of lives flowing down there far in the north, with the sound of laughter and tears, to cast me out in the end, as by a sudden freshet, on these ultimate islands. And I admire and bow my head before the romance of destiny. R. L. S. _Vailima_, _Upolu_, _Samoa_, 1892. CATRIONA PART I. THE LORD ADVOCATE CHAPTER I. A BEGGAR ON HORSEBACK