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Chapter 7
Severaltimeshefetchedmeatwodays’oldScotsman,andInoticedthattheinterestinthePortlandPlacemurderseemedtohavedieddown.Therewasnomentionofit,andIcouldfindverylittleaboutanythingexceptathingcalledtheGeneralAssembly—someecclesiasticalspree,Igathered.
Onedayheproducedmybeltfromalockfastdrawer.“There’saterribleheapo’sillerin’t,”hesaid.“Ye’dbettercoontittoseeit’sa’there.”
Heneverevensoughtmyname.Iaskedhimifanybodyhadbeenaroundmakinginquiriessubsequenttomyspellattheroad-making.
“Ay,therewasamaninamotor-cawr.Hespeiredwhaehadta’enmyplacethatday,andIletonIthochthimdaft.Buthekeepitonatme,andsyneIsaidhemaunbethinkin’o’mygude-britherfraetheCleuchthatwhileslentmeahaun’.Hewasawersh-lookin’sowl,andIcouldnaunderstandthehalfo’hisEnglishtongue.”
Iwasgettingrestlessthoselastdays,andassoonasIfeltmyselffitIdecidedtobeoff.ThatwasnottillthetwelfthdayofJune,andasluckwouldhaveitadroverwentpastthatmorningtakingsomecattletoMoffat.HewasamannamedHislop,afriendofTurnbull’s,andhecameintohisbreakfastwithusandofferedtotakemewithhim.
ImadeTurnbullacceptfivepoundsformylodging,andahardjobIhadofit.Thereneverwasamoreindependentbeing.HegrewpositivelyrudewhenIpressedhim,andshyandred,andtookthemoneyatlastwithoutathankyou.