BACK TO PRISON

When I woke up, Ranald made me a wonderful breakfast.
"Time to go now," he said when I finished and sat back in the chair,  "There`s someone I`d like you to meet."
"Who`s that?" I wanted to know.
"A very learned man. A professor of great knowledge. He specializes in all things to do with the kind of experiences you`ve been having. Let`s go to the auto."
I had seen machines of this kind before,but this one was different.It had a a kind of black skirt around it, made of  thick rubber.
We settled down into close-fitting seats. He strapped me in very tightly
"Don`t be alarmed," he said, we shall be travelling at speeds over 300 miles per hour. Best to be safe, but it`s almost impossible to have a collision. Don`t worry."
Now I couldn`t remember much about my time in London,but I was sure that motor cars in those days did not travel at half that speed.
I began to worry that Ranald was not entirely as he seemed and to wonder what I had got myself into this time. When people say "Don`t worry" now,I start worrying straight away



He fired the thing up and it lifted on a carpet of air.  In a few seconds, after he`d twiddled various dials in front of him, he pressed a large red handle and we shot off
Over marsh and mountain we flew and when he came down onto the plain, where you might expect to see roads and towns, there were none.
But our speed never slackened.
I could see Edinburgh Castle and most of the city seemed to be there but the other places had vanished.  Soon we were back up on the hills and before I could catch sight of it, we swept down over a rushing stream and drew up, spinning round, in front of a huge house that had been built to look like a castle.  

We climbed out. A man in a white coat came rushing out to meet us. Behind him in close attendance came two very burly-looking women, also in white coats, who circled round behind me.
"The line was not very clear," said the white-coated man, "What is  this all about?"
"You`ll have your work cut out with this one," said Ranald, "Reckons he fought against General Agricola at Ynis Mon.  Which would make him nearly three thousand years old. He says he was imprisoned in the castle on Loch Fyne, bit that`s been uninhabited for five hundred years at least."
"I see," said the other and nodded tot eh two women, who clasped my arms behind my back.  The white-coated man came up behind me.
I felt a sharp sting in my bottom and almost immediately fell asleep.