midday
I did not trust his blankets , so I slept the night by the fire in the ruins of an arm-chair , and woke at dawn with a foul taste in my mouth . A dip in the burn refreshed me , and after a bowl of porridge I took the road again . For I was anxious to get to some hill-top that looked over to Ranna . Before midday I was close under the eastern side of the Coolin , on a road which was more a rockery than a path . Presently I saw a big house ahead of me that looked like an inn , so I gave it a miss and struck the highway that led to it a little farther north . Then I bore off to the east , and was just beginning to climb a hill which I judged stood between me and the sea , when I heard wheels on the road and looked back . It was a farmer 's gig carrying one man .