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My own range is over this larger Salisbury Plain, which includes the River Ebble, or Ebele, with its numerous interesting villages, from Odstock and Combe Bisset, near Salisbury and "the Chalks," to pretty Alvediston near the Dorset line, and all those in the Nadder valley, and westward to White Sheet Hill above Mere.

'Be of good cheer, noble demoiselle, said Walter. 'You are saved. But Adeline de Brienne did not reply. She had fainted; and Walter, taking her in his strong arms, bore her tenderly to one of the springs of water, and was gradually bringing her back to consciousness when Bisset and his riders, having routed the other Saracens, came up in doubt as to the issue of the chase.

Simon's grunt seemed to be critical. "He got in our way," he said. "Got in your way, did he?" Carrington was silent for a few moments, and then said: "Well I am afraid I have taken up a great deal of your time. May I have a line of introduction to Mr. Bisset before I go?" While the line was being written he walked over to the fire and cleared the stump of his last cigarette out of the holder.

"That the man, whoever he was, had brought mud into the room and then swept it up with the hearth brush; these fragments being pieces that he had swept accidentally under the curtain and so overlooked." "Good for Bisset!" exclaimed Ned. "He has got there this time, I do believe." Simon smiled sceptically. "Sir Reginald was in the library in his walking boots that afternoon.

"Supposing," he suggested, "we were to draw the curtains and light these candles for a few minutes? It might help us to realise the whole thing." This suggestion pleased Mr. Bisset greatly and in a minute or two the candles were lit and the curtains drawn. "Put the table where it stood," said Carrington. "Now which was Sir Reginald's chair? This?"

Bisset, the man, permitted a gleam of pleasure to illuminate his blunt features; but Bisset, the philosopher, protested with some dignity. "It was a mere matter of principle, sir. Detention of luggage like yon is no legal. I tellt her ladyship flatly that she'd find herself afore the Shirra', and that I was no going to abet any such proceedings.

"Quite so," said Simon briefly, his eyes fixed on the other's face. "Any fresh facts?" Simon drew a sheet of paper from his desk. "Superintendent Sutherland has given me a note of three for what they are worth, discovered by the butler. The first is about that table. It seems a leg has been broken." "Bisset told me that before I left the house." "And thought it was an important fact, I suppose?"

"By God, I'll never rest in this world or the next till I do! All right, I'll wait for a bit." Ned Cromarty waited in the hall while Bisset went to the door with the Procurator Fiscal and Superintendent of Police. As he stood there in the darkened silence of the house, there came to his ears for an instant the faint sound of a voice, and it seemed to be a woman's.

The arms of Mackenzie, Macleod of Lewis, and Bisset, were to be quartered with those of Fraser, in this deed, which bore the signature of Robert Mackenzie, and was dated the twenty-third of February, 1706. This decision, and the deed which followed it, appeared to complete the misfortunes of the disgraced and banished Lord Lovat.