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"One can scarcely be said to act in haste," retorted his father, "who is almost forced into a course of action. My chief mistake was in putting too much trust in Gambart." "Well," said Kenneth, rising and stretching his huge frame as he placed a hatchet on his shoulder, "there's nothing like a good breakfast for giving a man heart to face difficulties. I'll away to work.
Kenneth obeyed, while his father read the letter, which, as the reader has no doubt guessed was that written by Gambart at his imperious little wife's command. "I was sure there must be some satisfactory explanation of the matter," said Flora, when her father had finished reading. "So was I," said Kenneth, examining the priming of his gun. The elder McLeod felt and looked uncomfortable.
They are very similar in character to those, already alluded to, in the dusky area between Copernicus and Gambart. KANT. A conspicuous ring-plain, 23 miles in diameter, situated in a mountainous district E. of Theophilus, with lofty terraced walls and a bright central peak.
M. Gaudibert has given a drawing of it in the English Mechanic, vol. xviii. p. 638. GAMBART. A regular ring-plain, 16 miles in diameter, with a low border and without visible detail within; situated nearly on the lunar equator, about 130 miles S.S.W. of Copernicus, at the N.W. edge of a very hilly region.
"Didn't I," continued the little lady, pursing her little mouth, "didn't I advise you to do so at the time?" "You certainly did, my dear." "And did I not," continued Mrs Gambart, severely, "advise you, further, not to keep Mr Redding in ignorance as to who was the late owner of Loch Dhu, for fear of mischief coming of it?"
"Yes, my love," answered Gambart, with ever-increasing humility, "but no mischief has come of it apparently, and I thought " "Oh yes," interrupted his lady, "I know you thought. You always think when you shouldn't, and you never think when you should." In his heart the little man repelled this accusation, but thought it best in the circumstances to hold his tongue.
This letter goes by Sam Smalls to Bellew the trapper, who will doubtless deliver it to you. You'd better send him straight back with your reply." "Humph! good advice this time," said Ian when his father ceased to read, "if we could only take it. 'Tis hard to have every penny we possess locked up, with such a chance before us. Couldn't we borrow, in the meantime, from Gambart himself?"
"I have long been brooding over that subject. The fact is, Mr Gambart, that I am tired of solitude. I am a sociable being, and find it hard to endure the society of only five or six men in a place where there are no women, no children, and no end of bears! I intend to leave the Fur Company's service, indeed my resignation is already sent in, purchase a small farm here, and get "
"Because that little pond," answered the surveyor, "when freed from its wintry coat, looks dark and deep even at mid-day, under the shadow of that beetling cliff." "Truly, I like it well," said Redding, as he turned again to look at the cottage, "are you its architect?" "I am," answered Mr Gambart, "but a greater mind than mine guided my pencil in the process of its creation."
The touch of feeling displayed in McLeod's speech filled little Mr Gambart with an irresistible desire to start to his legs and "claim his rights." The remainder was drowned in vociferous cheering, in which Mr Gambart himself joined, shook hands with the guests on each side of him, sat down, and blew his nose.
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