About this story
The ship runs down a boat carrying a Jacobite with a belt of French gold and the best sword-arm in the Highlands. Stevenson's mismatched friendship — a cautious Lowland boy, the vainest brave man in Scotland — crosses the heather with a price on both heads. You are David Balfour, heir to a house you were never told about.
Who you’ll meet
single figure
How it opens
Early June rain had darkened the kirk wall and every nettle along the lane.
The last key turned stiffly in the door of the house where your father had died.
Mr. CampbellAn empty house has a colder echo than a winter kirk.
Mr. CampbellHave you looked once more, and are you certain nothing is left?
Nothing that belongs in a traveller's pocket.
Choose
Will anyone live here after me?
May I see the key again if I return?
Were the household goods enough to clear every debt?