And so it was that, in the morning, Connor O'Hare woke early, while Kathleen still slept, dressed and made his way downstairs where he found Alec Curle already at his breakfast and joined him, and enjoyed more of Betty Turnbull's cooking; after they had eaten, the two men put on overcoats and boots – the visitor supplied from the range of appurtenance which Alec kept handy – and made their way uphill and onto the Eildons; all the way, Alec kept up a stream of talk about these famous hills, about which Connor professed total ignorance: "the Romans called them Trimontium, three mountains, and named their Camp after them; there is evidence of an ancient hill-fort, of the local tribe before the Romans arrived, and the invaders built a Signal Station which was part of a long series which ran all the way here from Hadrian's Wall and passed messages down to the Camp; the Hills themselves are believed to be of volcanic origin and my late brother James discovered the entrance to a large Cavern – it is not widely known, because he did not want it to be over-run by souvenir hunters, do you know, many of Scotland's Ancient Monuments have been stripped of much of their treasures before genuine historians and archaeologists have had the opportunity to study them? but that is by-the-by, James found indications that humans from different periods had passed through, in one sense or another – he found old flint, stone, wooden, even bronze tools, but others seeming far in advance of our own age, to the extant that it is difficult to gauge there uses! even some which have plugs on the end of a cord, just like our own electrical devices: you know, portable fires, wireless sets, and the like, but the purpose of them is not so simple to divine; and we even found messages scrawled on some walls – in umpteen different languages, most of which we recognised, several expressed a hope to be reunited with their authors' love interest, a few were clearly the last attempt by people approaching the end of their pathetic lives, who had given up all hope, they tug at the heartstrings, but some are a complete mystery," and they paused for a cigarette and so Connor could appreciate the wonderful view, and Alec pointed out the various places of interest, including the site of the Roman Camp which, from this elevation could be seen as filling a large, fairly level area, south of the Tweed on a kind of plateau, a good hundred feet above the level of the river; "hoo come yer tellin me a' this? if you an yer brither huv kept it sich a close secret, a' this time?" and Connor looked directly at Alec, almost challenging him, and Alec returned to look: "because you have a purpose Alec, to make it worthwhile to venture into the cave and attempt to follow the Worm Hole, in the hope it may lead you to your boys, and perhaps even risk attempting a return – I'll tell you, there are no guarantees; I told you my wife Jocelyn died in 1925, and that's what it says on her headstone in Edinburgh, but she actually disappeared from the Cavern on that same day as my brother James; I was helped by a local Doctor who signed death certificates and we put a dead deer in each coffin; I was so distraught I could think of no other course, else I might be accused of their murder – but the essential fact is that I have no idea where they went, in either Space or Time and although it looks clear that your boys went from present day Glasgow," and Connor interjected: "Bearsden!" which Alec acknowledged: "Bearsden, I stand corrected, which is at the western end of the Antonine Wall and that may be significant; but the point is there is no Bradshaw's Guide to Space/Time Worm Holes, no map of their routes and connections, so will you enter the Cavern with me? don't worry, I have been in there hundreds of times and nothing happened to me – I only found evidence of others – but Jocelyn and James disappeared within half an hour of each other, she on her third visit, he after hundreds; this thing cannot be predicted, but if nothing happens at least you will know that you took the chance, and that's the best that any of us can say at the end of our lives: 'I took the chance'!"