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CHAPTER XVIIALL SORTS OF CARAVANNERSI HAD had a wire from the Old Campaigner, whichI found fortuitously at a village post office. He saidthat he would reach the Caledonian Hotel, Edinburgh,late on Thursday evening and was comingto find us. He only knew that we were somewherebetween Moffat and Inverness and would be gladof instructions. I sent him a reply to the hotel" Take a taxiwhich made his way easy for him :go south by road to penicuik between fourth andfifth milestones biggar road strikes off to rightdon't take it but 973 yards further on lane strikesoff at acute angle to left go 200 yardsdown thislane turn to left and look about." By followingthese directions the Old Campaigner stepped outof his taxi into his tent about 10 p.m. pleasantlysurprised to find himself there. He had come fora week-end which became a week, then a fortnightand finally three weeks, and had he nothad the misfortune to run into telegrams, thatcould not be ignored, in Easter Ross he mighthave completed the tour.140