X. — IN WHICH CRIME IS ADDED TO CRIME
BY the mercy of Providence Doctor Kello fulfilled Archie’s definition of a “good chap.” He was a sandy-haired young man from Dundee, who had been in the Air Force, and on his native dialect had grafted the intricate slang of that service. Archie had found him half-choked with coal-dust and wrath, and abject apologies had scarcely mollified him. But a hot bath and his host’s insistence that he should spend the night at Crask—Dr Kello knew very well that at the inn he would get no more than a sofa—had worked a miracle, and he appeared at the supper-table prepared to forgive and forget. He was a little awed by the company in which he found himself, and nervously murmured, “Pleased to meet ye” in response to the various introductions. A good meal and Arch
