"Then you were at the inn; ye climbed in at the window."
"Perhaps," Kyles thought for a moment and then laughed. "Did you hear anything?"
"Weel, I heard the swish o' a wumon's dress in the darkness o' the stairs. It sounded as going doon."
"Ah. So you _were_ up the stairs and in Herries' room. Robbing him of his few shillings."
"Hoo d'y' ken?" asked Gowrie once more. "I believe that you are the guilty person."
"Don't put all your money on that, Mr. Gowrie, you might lose. However, you'll know all in good time, say when I get that four thousand pounds, by exchanging those notes with Herries."
"There's no two thoosand yonder."
"No, I intend to have double as I said. Come now, you write a note to Herries asking him to come to-morrow evening to the 'Marsh Inn.' I'll meet him there and arrange matters."
"But he'll nae come."
"He will if you write the letter to trap him. Come now."