Chapter 163 No.163

"Still restless as a second Cain,

To Scotland next my route was ta'en,

Full well the paths I knew.

Fame of my fate made various sound,

That death in pilgrimage I found,

That I had perished of my wound-

None cared which tale was true:

And living eye could never guess

De Wilton in his palmer's dress;

For now that sable slou