and the black man was almost at his elbow。 Another second and Tam would have been in his clutches had I not yelled out a warning and made straight up the bank of the burn。 Tam fell into the pool … I could hear his spluttering cry … but he got across； for I heard Archie call to him； and the two vanished into the thicket which clothes all the left bank of the gully。 The pursuer； seeing me on his own side of the water； followed straight on； and before I knew it had become a race between the two of us。
I was hideously frightened； but not without hope； for the screes and shelves of this right side of the gully were known to me from many a day's exploring。 I was light on my feet and uncommonly sound in wind； being by far the best long… distance runner in Kirkcaple。 If I could only keep my lead till I reached a certain corner I knew of； I could outwit my enemy； for it was possible from that place to make a detour behind a waterfall and get into a secret path of ours among the bushes。 I flew up the steep screes； not daring to look round； but at the top； where the rocks begin； I had a glimpse of my pursuer。 The man could run。 Heavy in build though he was he was not six yards behind me； and I could see the white of his eyes and the red of his gums。 I saw something else … a glint of white metal in his hand。 He still had his knife。
Fear sent me up the rocks like a seagull； and I scrambled and leaped； making for the corner I knew of。 Something told me that the pursuit was slackening； and for a moment I halted to look round。 A second time a halt was nearly the end of me。 A great stone flew through the air； and took the cliff an inch from my head； half…blinding me with splinters。 And now I began to get angry。 I pulled myself into cover； skirted a rock till I came to my corner； and looked back for the enemy。 There he was scrambling by the way I had come； and making a prodigious clatter among the stones。 I picked up a loose bit of rock and hurled it with all my force in his direction。 It broke before it reached him； but a considerable lump； to my joy； took him full in the face。 Then my terrors revived。 I slipped behind the waterfall and was soon in the thicket； and toiling towards the top。
I think this last bit was the worst in the race； for my strength was failing； and I seemed to hear those horrid steps at my heels。 My heart was in my mouth as； careless of my best clothes； I tore through the hawthorn bushes。 Then I struck the path and； to my relief； came on Archie and Tam； who were running slowly in desperate anxiety about my fate。 We then took hands and soon reached the top of the gully。
For a second we looked back。 The pursuit had ceased； and far down the burn we could hear the sounds as of some one going back to the sands。
'Your face is bleeding； Davie。 Did he get near enough to hit you？' Archie asked。
'He hit me with a stone。 But I gave him better。 He's got a bleeding nose to remember this night by。'
We did not dare take the road by the links； but made for the nearest human habitation。 This was a farm about half a mile inland； and when we reached it we lay down by the stack… yard gate and panted。
'I've lost my lantern；' said Tam。 'The big black brute！ See if I don't tell my father。'
'Ye'll do nothing of the kind；' said Archie fiercely。 'He knows nothing about us and can't do us any harm。 But if the story got out and he found out who we were； he'd murder the lot of US。'
He made us swear secrecy； which we were willing enough to do； seeing very clearly the sense in his argument。 Then we struck the highroad and trotted back at our best pace to Kirkcaple； fear of our families gradually ousting fear of pursuit。 In our excitement Archie and I forgot about our Sabbath hats； reposing quietly below a whin bush on the links。
We were not destined to escape without detection。 As ill luck would have it； Mr Murdoch had been taken ill with the stomach…ache after the second psalm； and the congregation had been abruptly dispersed。 My mother had waited for me at the church door； and； seeing no signs of her son； had searched the gallery。 Then the truth came out； and； had I been only for a mild walk on the links； retribution would have overtaken my truantry。 But to add to this I arrived home with a scratched face； no hat； and several rents in my best trousers。 I was well cuffed and sent to bed； with the promise of full…dress chastisement when my father should come home in the morning。
My father arrived before breakfast next day； and I was duly and soundly whipped。 I set out for school with aching bones to add to the usual depression of Monday morning。 At the corner of the Nethergate I fell in with Archie； who was staring at a trap carrying two men which was coming down the street。 It was the Free Church minister … he had married a rich wife and kept a horse … driving the preacher of yesterday to the railway station。 Archie and I were in behind a doorpost in a twinkling； so that we could see in safety the last of our enemy。 He was dressed in minister's clothes； with a heavy fur…coat and a brand new yellow…leather Gladstone bag。 He was talking loudly as he passed； and the Free Church minister seemed to be listening attentively。 I heard his deep voice saying something about the 'work of God in this place。' But what I noticed specially … and the sight made me forget my aching hinder parts … was that he had a swollen eye； and two strips of sticking…plaster on his cheek。
CHAPTER II FURTH！ FORTUNE！
In this plain story of mine there will be so many wild doings ere the end is reached； that I beg my reader's assent to a prosaic digression。 I will tell briefly the things which happened between my sight of the man on the Kirkcaple sands and my voyage to Africa。 I continued for three years at the burgh school； where my progress was less notable in my studies than in my sports。 One by one I saw my companions pass out of idle boyhood and be set to professions。 Tam Dyke on two occasions ran off to sea in the Dutch schooners which used to load with coal in our port； and finally his father gave him his will； and he was apprenticed to the merchant service。 Archie Leslie； who was a year my elder； was destined for the law； so he left Kirkcaple for an Edinburgh office； where he was also to take out classes at the college。 I remained on at school till I sat alone by myself in the highest class … a position of little dignity and deep loneliness。 I had grown a tall； square…set lad； and my prowess at Rugby football was renowned beyond the parishes of Kirkcaple and Portincross。 To my father I fear I was a disappointment。 He had hoped for something in his son more bookish and sedentary； more like his gentle； studious self。
On one thing I was determined： I should follow a learned profession。 The fear of being sent to an office； like so many of my schoolfellows； inspired me to the little progress I ever made in my studies。 I chose the ministry； not； I fear； out of any reverence for the sacred calling； but because my father had followed it before me。 Accordingly I was sent at the age of sixteen for a year's finishing at the High School of Edinburgh； and the following winter began my Arts course at the university。
If Fate had been kinder to me； I think I might have become a scholar。 At any rate I was just acquiring a taste for philosophy and the dead languages when my father died suddenly of a paralytic shock； and I had to set about earning a living。
My mother was left badly off； for my poor father had never been able to save much from his modest stipend。 When all things were settled； it turned out that she might reckon on an income of about fifty pounds a year。 This was not enough to live on； however modest the household； and certainly not enough to pay for the colleging of a son。 At this point an uncle of hers stepped forward with a proposal。 He was a well…to…do bachelor； alone in the world； and he invited my mother to live with him and take care of his house。 For myself he proposed a post in some mercantile concern； for he had much influence in the circles of commerce。 There was nothing for it but to accept gratefully。 We sold our few household goods； and moved to his gloomy house in Dundas Street。 A few days later he announced at dinner that he had found for me a chance which might lead to better things。
'You see； Davie；' he explained； 'you don't know the rudiments of business life。 There's no house in the country that would take you in except as a common clerk； and you would never earn much more than a hundred pounds a year all your days。 If you want to better your future you must go abroad； where white men are at a premium。 By the mercy of Providence I met yesterday an old friend； Thomas Mackenzie； who was seeing his lawyer about an estate he is bidding for。 He is the head of one of the biggest trading and shipping concerns in the world … Mackenzie； Mure； and Oldmeadows … you may have heard the name。 Among other things he has half the stores in South Africa； where they sell everything from Bibles to fish…hooks。 Apparently they like men from home to manage the stores； and to make a long story short； when I put your case to him； he promised you a place。 I had a wire from