the lady here refuses to pay her toll.
passage over the bridge. connor cranes his eyes, upriver and down.
what do you think pays for the bridge? connor considers, then turns back to the lady with a shrug.
a good sturdy bridge is not an overnight accomplishment, sir.
the tollgate. duncan trots around the tollgate and up alongside connor. he leans over to the highwayman.
by deed of the king.
he was in a hurry. all eyes hover on duncan's reaction. two of the highwaymen edge around behind catherine and her elderly consort, ready to gut them both at a moment's notice. duncan tracks them with his eyes.