“You are a silent man for sure, you are. I’m hoping it is not the curse upon you already.”
“What curse?”
“Ah, that has brought the wind against the mist! I was thinking so!”
“What curse?”
“You are the man that was the Sin-Eater over there?”
“Ay.”
“The man Macallum?”
“Ay.”
“Strange it is, but three days ago I saw you in Tobermory, and heard you give your name as Neil Ross to an Iona man that was there.”
“Well?”