Dougal recounted to us the adventure upon which he and Cameron were recently engaged. I shall tell it now in my own words.
As the two Scotsmen advanced stealthily upon the camp, they heard a tremendous commotion. There were shouts and jeers and drunken laughter. As they stole ever closer, they soon saw what the ruckus was about.
Bushrangers.
BushrangersThey were a group of five outlaws. Their clothes ragged and filthy, and their beards long and unkempt. There they were drinking and sharing out the loot they had recently acquired from some unfortunate district.
Our companions considered the group of scoundrels carefully before Cameron whispered to Dougal.
“They are criminals, but are they our quarry?”
Dougal considered the group carefully, then his keen eye fell upon something that bo
