"He's just off to the Cage, and he wants to say 'How-d'-ye-do." Tam met the prisoner and shook hands with great solemnity. "Hoo air ye, sir-r?" he asked with admirable sang-froid. "A' seem to remember yer face though A' hae no' met ye only to shoot at, an' that spoils yeer chance o' gettin' acquainted wi' a body." "I think we've met before," said the baron with a grim little smile.