2nd August, 1888
Johnny,I am home and decidedly not dead, though I feel as though I might be. Old bones such as mine are not, it seems, cut out for the adventurer’s game. I think I shall leave that to your generation, moving forward—I know Oona will thank me for it!
It shall please me indeed to take you up upon your offer. Simply name the date and the location, and I am most assuredly your man.
Fondly,
Uncle Hamish

— set by the long-lost bex —