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"He was cast ashore in the wreck of a Danish barque about a dozen years ago, or more. What was the ship's name, now?" "The Undine?" suggested Mr. Drever. "Ay, that's just it, the Undine. And Sandy Ericson found Carver in some hole in the cliff two or three days after the wreck." "That was so," said Andrew. "And you will also mind that Carver was not alone in the cave.

Then I have to see Grace Drever, to " "Grace Drever!" exclaimed the dominie, evidently wondering what the sailor could want to see his mother for. "Yes," continued Captain Gordon. "My ship's overrun with mice, and I was directed to Grace Drever, who, I am told, deals in all the charms and cantrips a sailor can require." "Charms and cantrips!" echoed the schoolmaster.

I said. "What can ye want to see me about, Mr. Drever?" "To tell you that I'm to gang to Edinburgh," he replied. "To Edinburgh!" I exclaimed, wondering what his mission could be. "Ay, Halcro, I'm to be there for a few weeks, partly on pleasure and partly on business, concerning our auld friend Jarl Haffling.

And then he proceeded to praise my father as I had so often before heard him praised, and with all of which I did not venture to disagree. He spoke with me until we reached the entrance to the town, where I noticed Andrew Drever, my schoolmaster, walking in advance of us, carrying his rod under his arm and a string of fish in his hand. "Good evening, sir!" I said, as we overtook him.

"Why, who on earth has been putting such notions into your head? I doubt if you go to Grace Drever on such an errand you'll be disappointed, sir." "You know the old lady, then?" said the captain. "Just as well as a man can know his own mother," replied Andrew. "Oh! then, you'll be the schoolmaster?

Dominie Drever had his private views on the matter, and he was not over eager to communicate them to other persons. He even kept them from myself in a great measure, and only gathered such information regarding my movements as Captain Flett and my people at Lyndardy were able to supply.

"Kirbister for sea trout!" said I, knowing that on the subject of fishing I might venture to disagree with even so practised an angler as Andrew Drever. "If you're seeking sea trout you need go no further than the Bush. There's not a stream in the Mainland equal to the Bush. Take the hooks, sir, and I'll warrant you'll bring home a full basket."

I was warned before I left Stromness that my masts were too high, and in addition to the fear of losing them I was troubled by my men declaring that the ship was bewitched. We were overrun with mice, d'ye see. Well, I got a cat, a wild-like animal, from old Grace Drever here.

Captain Gordon weighed the bars of silver in an imaginary balance in his hand, and gave his opinion as to their weight. The neck rings and brooches also engaged his attention; but Andrew Drever found greater interest in the ancient coins, which he carefully examined, endeavouring to decipher the rough inscriptions upon them.

Drever to take the log book ashore with him, as well as the little chest that I had taken from the captain's room on board the Pilgrim. I was pushing off from the pier, having put the dominie ashore, when I heard myself called, and there, at the head of the piers stood my skipper, Davie Flett, newly arrived from Kirkwall. How thankful I was to see his familiar stumpy figure again I need not say.