CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
“Sergeant,” Duff said. “I’ve found out a little more about that Snodgrass fellow.”
“What’s that, Duff?”
“He was a captain in the army, a regiment I’ve never heard of, and William, the butler, was his soldier-servant.”
“What regiment was that?”
“The 13th Dragoons, Sergeant,” Duff said.
“Cavalry,” Watters said. “They often think they’re better than infantrymen. So, when Snodgrass sent in his papers, William must have followed him into civilian life,” Watters said. “Does William have a last name?”
“William Hitchins, Sergeant.”
Watters nodded. “Find out where the 13th Dragoons are stationed now, Duff.”
“Yes, Sergeant.”
The 13th Dragoons were in Piershill Barracks in Edinburgh, an hour and a half’s train journey from Dundee. Mr Mackay responded to Watters’ request t
