 Don't you think we'd better go in, Kenneth? Oh, you're shivering, Margaret. Are you cold? No. No, it isn't that, Kenneth. I just happened to think of something. Perhaps you remember my grandfather. Black Dawn? What Highlander doesn't. That might be he coming down the path this moment. That's my father, Kenneth. Sir Davick MacDonald. I'm afraid he's going to be angry at you for appearing like a ghost out of nowhere. His anger cannot reach me, Margaret.