For presently there came in sight a man walking daintily and carefully along the path which led to the door of the tower. Now he would pull wantonly at a flower, and anon he would skip a stone over the cliff—for all the world as if it were a Sabbath afternoon, and he was waiting for his lass. But I knew better, for I heard his harness clattering under his loose coat of blue. ’Where gang ye so blythe, my bonny man?’ cried the Dominie suddenly from my elbow. The man started back, and set his hand beneath his cloak, but the Dominie cried,— ’Keep awa’ your hand frae your hip, young man—ye may need it to preserve your balance on the footpath—and give me your attention for a wee.’ The man did as he was bid, and cast his eye aloft, where the black mouth of a hackbutt looked discouragingly down upon him. ’Your name, friend?’ said the Dominie. ’I am James Carrick from the parish of Barr,’ said the man at last. ’Ay, ay, slee Jamie—Drummurchie’s man,’ said the Dominie, with meaning. ’When the man is pooin’ gowans and skytin’ slate stanes, the maister is no that far awa’. Noo, James, e’en turn you aboot and gang your ways, and tell your maister that his black murder is found out, and that there are those on their way to this isle that will put the irons on his heels.’ So the man who had called himself James Carrick turned obediently about, and marched away the road he had come. Probably he had been sent for nothing more than to know if we had stolen a march upon them, and taken possession of the strength of the castle. They had our boat—there was no question of that. We were, therefore, set here with only two backloads of powder and provisions to stand a siege in a small and ruinous tower upon a barren cliff. Nor was it long before we had news of the enemy, for as we strolled up and down the battlement walk, which as is common in such little fortalices, went round three sides of the tower—that is, round every side except that which looks inward to the cliff-edge—a number of scattering shots came from all about, but chiefly from above. We could hear them whistling over us as we ducked our heads. We got ready our guns to fire in return so soon as a man showed; but the many bowders and rocky humps about gave the enemy great shelter, so that it was no easy thing to take aim at them. However, I did get a steady shot at an incautious leg, and on the back of the crack of the hackbutt came a great torrent of swearing, and this I took for a good sign. All we could do was to keep the little courtyard clear, and to shoot whenever we saw a bonnet rise up or a limb carelessly exposed. But we both yearned for something more lively to put an end to our suspense. Nor had we long to wait.