Blind Harry MacNab told an ambagical tale, of the time he had been sheltering in a cave – which he later discovered to have been the same cave where Boabbie Brus saw a spider and watched, fascinated as it kept trying, unsuccessfully, to complete it's web: "it wis gey smelt an cosy, an therr wusnae ony spiders when Ah wis therr; efter a bit Ah driftit aff tae sleep, but when Ah woke, therr wis anither therr, ye'll no ken wha 'twis?" and he seized an errant pomander that had rolled from his pouch and with an air of bonhomie said: "Ah sense things, e'en tho Ah canna see them, ye'r smilin, no?" and Oyzell confirmed: "you are right, I find your intuition entertaining, though don't imagine that I'm laughing at you, merely delighted at your perspicuity, but who was it?" and he laughed: "dinna fret, wummin," he said, " it wis Wullie Wallace, ye'll ken him?" and Oyzell assented that she did indeed know of William Wallace, though she had never met him and Harry continued his tale: "he wis a muckle maun, near aboot six feet in height, bearded an girt aboot in armour, an courtly – nae side tae him, though he wis a knight an me a poor poet an teacher – he wis driven, ye see, wi an ambition tae free Scoatlan fae English oppression, Ah tell ye, he fair lit a sperk in moi; therr wis a summer storm ootside an we jist set an spoke fer an oor or mair, he telt me that this perticlar cave wis ane he resortit tae wham e'er he had doots – it helpit tae restare his confidence, bein as hoo it wis deep unnergrund, an he wis sheltered be the soil o the country he luved; he telt me twis a Special Cave, ane o a nummer that wis connectit by special folds in the Land; oh, he reeled aff the names o itherrs, aw connectit in some wey ah couldna unnerstaun, somethin aboot whit he ca'd the Space/Time Continuum an Worm Holes, huv ye heard the like?" and Maude said that she was familiar with the idea: "ah, weel," continued Harry, "Ah've dun a bit o reeding an learnt o sum o the ithers – therr's ane doon yer ain wey, aside Melrose, ye'll ken aboot thaim?" and the ladies looked at each ther and Oyzell nodded, which gesture Harry seemed to sense as quickly as if she had spoken: "it's like as if therr';s tunnels – thon Worm Holes Wullie spake aboot – but they dinna jist join places, they also join times, an when ye enter ane, therr's nae choosin whaur ye'll end up, but it's like as if the Cave kens wha ye urr an whaur ye've cum fae, an it kin tak ye back tae whaur ye stertit frae – it's a sport o Return Ticket!" and Maude and Oyzell grinned at each other, hearing the modern expression from this man of five hundred years before their own Time and Place!