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It was dark enough when we started to make it no easy matter to find our / way across the moors, but as we advanced it grew lighter and lighter, / until by the time we reached Fullarton's cabin it was broad daylight.
Early as it was, he was up and about, for the Wigtown peasants are an / early rising race. We explained our mission to him in as few words as / possible, and having made his bargain -- what Scot ever neglected that / preliminary? -- he agreed not only to let us have the use of his dog but / to come with us himself.