Thus I went slowly up the quay,
and what I heard in the bye-going put a new thought in my head.

Two or three seamen were talking together as I passed, with nudges and
winks and sly laughs, not natives of the place but from farther up the
loch, yet old frequenters with every chance to know the full ins and
outs of what they discoursed upon. I heard but three sentences as I
passed; they revealed that MacLachlan at Kilmichael market had once
bragged of an amour in Inneraora. That was all! But it was enough to set
every drop of blood in my body boiling. I had given the dog credit for
a decent affection, and here he was narrating a filthy and impossible
story. Liar! liar! liar! At first the word rose to my mouth, and I had
to choke it at my teeth for fear it should reveal my passion to the
people as I passed through among them with a face inflamed; then doubt
arose, a contention of recollections, numb fears--but the girl's eyes
triumphed: I swore to myself she at least should never know the villany
of this vulgar and lying rumour set about the country by a rogue.

Now all fear of facing the street deserted me. I felt a man upright,
imbued with a strong sense of justice; I felt I must seek out John
Splendid and get his mind, of all others, upon a villany he eould teach
me to avenge. I found him at Aakaig's comer, a flushed man with perhaps
(as I thought at first) too much spirits in him to be the most sensible
of advisers in a matter of such delicacy.

"Elrigmore!" he cried; "sir, I give you welcome to Inneraora! You will
not know the place, it has grown so much since you last visited its
humble street."

"I'm glad to see you now, John," I said, hurriedly. "I would sooner see
you than any other living person here."

He held up a finger and eyed me pawkily. "Come, man, cornel" he said,
laughing, "On your oath now, is there not a lady? And that minds me;
you have no more knowledge of the creatures, no more pluck in their
presence, than a child. Heavens, what a soldier of fortune is this?
Seven years among the army; town to town, camp to camp, here to-day and
away to-morrow, with a soldier's pass to love upon your back and haunch,
and yet you have not learned to lift the sneck of a door, but must be
tap-tapping with your finger-nails."

"I do not know what you mean," said I.

"Lorf! lord!" he cried, pretending amazement, "and here's schooling!
Just think it over for yourself. You are not an ill-looking fellow
(though I