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 A small library in '' house in Edinburgh. In the far wall is a fireplace, and to the right of it a high folding window. Above the fireplace is a large oil portrait of ''.

It is late on a summer evening, and the window is open, giving on to a garden terrace, under which the town lies in the moonlight.

, who is seventy years old, sits at a small table with a young man, ,'' wearing a black velvet coat and skull-cap looks as Charles the First might have done had he achieved a fuller age.  is in evening clothes. The date is 1900 or later.''

Hunter: That's all. It's terrible.

Boyd: What do you propose to do? Hunter: I don't know. What can I do?

Boyd: Did you merely want to tell me—or do you want my advice?

Hunter: Andrew, the few grains of wisdom I have I've picked up from you. At least, I think so. Help me—if there is any help.