"’Can ye tell me if these ruffians that set on you were sailors? and how many o’ them were there a’ thegither?’ "The man hesitated for a wee and then answered: ’I’m no clear, sir, whether they were sailors or no’. Ye see, sir, I got an awfu’ crack on the heid, and ever since I’ve felt gey queer like. They may ha’e been sailors; that I dinna ken, nor am I quite sure hoo mony there were. I min’ only o’ seein’ twa masel’; but I’m sure o’ this, that nae twa sailors nor twa onything else, short o’ deevils, could ha’e laid oot four sodgers o’ the King’s as we were laid oot. There maun ha’e been aboot six o’ them. There may ha’e been eight or ten, but I’m no sure ava, sir.’ "’Well,’ said Lag, angry-like, ’that’s no muckle help. Could you recognise one o’ them if you were to see him again?’ "I looked at the sodger oot of the corner of my e’e. If I hadna had a wooden leg my knees would ha’e knocked thegither, but I waited. "’Yes, sir,’ said the sodger, ’I’m sure o’t. I could recognise baith o’ the men that attacked me.’ "Lag pointed straicht at me. ’Tak’ a look here,’ he said. ’Have you ever seen this man before?’ "I looked straicht at Sir Robert and wondered if he was playin’ wi’ me as a cat plays wi’ a moose, and then I turned to the sodger so that he could tak’ a guid look at me; but a’ the time I was considerin’ what micht be passin’ in the crafty mind o’ Lag, cauld and cruel behin’ his knotted brow. Did he ken the truth? The sodger looked at me frae heid to foot. The licht in the room was dim, and by way o’ showin’ that I feared naething, I said: ’By your leave, Sir Robert,’ and I lifted ane o’ the lichted candles frae the table and held it in my haun’ so that the sodger could tak’ a guid look at me. He scanned me carefully again and shook his head, saying: "’I ha’e never seen this man afore. The man I mind was clean shaved.’ "Wi’ that I walked ower to the table and laid the candlestick doon again. "The sodger saluted and turned to go, but I spoke up: ’Sir Robert,’ said I, ’may I examine this puir fellow’s heid? I micht by the application o’ my magical salve, with whose virtues you are already acquaint, gi’e him some relief.’ "’Certainly, certainly,’ said Lag, now in a good temper.