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"
Lord
Alloa
,
"
Sir
Walter
said
,
reddening
with
anger
.
"
It
was
not
,
"
I
cried
;
"
it
was
his
living
image
,
but
it
was
not
Lord
Alloa
.
It
was
someone
who
recognized
me
,
someone
I
have
seen
in
the
last
month
He
had
scarcely
left
the
doorstep
when
I
rang
up
Lord
Alloa
's
house
and
was
told
he
had
come
in
half
an
hour
before
and
had
gone
to
bed
.
"
"
Who
--
who
--
"
someone
stammered
.
"
The
Black
Stone
,
"
I
cried
,
and
I
sat
down
in
the
chair
so
recently
vacated
and
looked
round
at
five
badly
scared
gentlemen
.
"
Nonsense
!
"
said
the
official
from
the
Admiralty
.
Sir
Walter
got
up
and
left
the
room
while
we
looked
blankly
at
the
table
.
He
came
back
in
ten
minutes
with
a
long
face
.
"
I
have
spoken
to
Alloa
,
"
he
said
.
"
Had
him
out
of
bed
--
very
grumpy
.
He
went
straight
home
after
Mulross
's
dinner
.
"
"
But
it
's
madness
,
"
broke
in
General
Winstanley
.
"
Do
you
mean
to
tell
me
that
that
man
came
here
and
sat
beside
me
for
the
best
part
of
half
an
hour
and
that
I
did
n't
detect
the
imposture
?
Alloa
must
be
out
of
his
mind
.
"
"
Do
n't
you
see
the
cleverness
of
it
?
"
I
said
.
"
You
were
too
interested
in
other
things
to
have
any
eyes
.
You
took
Lord
Alloa
for
granted
.
If
it
had
been
anybody
else
you
might
have
looked
more
closely
,
but
it
was
natural
for
him
to
be
here
,
and
that
put
you
all
to
sleep
.
"
Then
the
Frenchman
spoke
,
very
slowly
and
in
good
English
.
