“I know nothing.”
“It is a lie, and it is knowing it I am!”
“It is no lie. I know nothing. I fear much.”
“And what do you know, old man?” And, with that, Archibald Campbell turned like a baited bull upon Mr Stewart.
“She was misled, Gorromalt, she was misled, poor lass! The trouble began last May, when she went away to the south, to that evil place. And then he came after her. And it was here he came … and … and…”
“And who will that man be?”
“Morag has said it: Jasper Morgan.”
“And who will Jasper Morgan be?”
“Are you not for knowing that, Archibald Campbell, and you Gorromalt?”