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The obligation, if only a moral one, is real enough. There is no question of charity. Use your influence with her." Brooks shook his head. "I have great confidence in Miss Scott's own judgment," he said. "I prefer not to interfere." Arranmore sat quite still for a moment. Then he rose slowly to his feet. "I am sorry to have troubled you," he said.
And as it came in view he would always say, in a sort of recitative, perhaps reminiscent of Scott's narrative poems, which he was at that time reading aloud to us, "There is of Bebbington the holy peak!" To which I would as constantly rejoin, "'Of Bebbington the holy spire, father!" being offended by his use of a word so unmusical as peak. He would only smile and trudge onward.
Mere size, it seems to me, cannot be a fault. The fault must lie in some disproportion. If some of Scott's stories are dull and dilatory, it is not because they are giants, but because they are hunchbacks or cripples.
But stronger even than these interests which attach us to the things of nature, are the interests of humanity. The concern felt for others in joy or sorrow is based upon our interest in them individually, and is sympathetic. In this lies the charm of biography and the novel. Take away the personal interest we have in Ivanhoe, Quenten Durward, etc., and Scott's glory would quickly depart.
"Serve you darn well right, you fellows, if I was to make you haul me," he said, as Jasper's soft nose rubbed against his shoulder. "I would, too, if I didn't think you'd slide down and break my neck just when my girl needs me. Come on, you grafters, shake a leg, will you?" It was a bad climb. The perspiration rolled off Scott's face and the veins stood out upon his forehead.
Scott's journey to the south had indicated that the main party would have to travel directly over the snow-plain at a long distance from, and perhaps out of sight of, land; and as in all probability no further depôts could be established, it was desirable that this party should be supported as far as possible on their route.
Scott's been tryin' all day to get a light job for that McIntyre," said Jake Sawyer innocently, "but he don't seem to've got anything easy enough yet." Uncle Hughie darted a warning glance at the indiscreet miller, but it was too late. "He'll be well looked after, then, I'm thinkin'," said Sandy, promptly rising. "There'll be no need o' me goin' with ye the night, Hughie.
They would recite passages from Sir Walter Scott's works the "Tales of a Grandfather" I remember in particular; and so excellent was their memory that they were also able to give me many beautiful passages from Byron and Shakespeare.
It diminishes our regret when we learn from Sir Walter Scott's next page, that, in spite of all laws and severities on this score, Napoleon and the companions of his exile contrived, from the beginning to the end, to communicate with their friends in Europe, without the supervision of any English authorities whatever.
They had the advantage the only question was whether they could hold it. And while they continued to cast anxious glances behind, Scott's Indian eyes first perceived signs on the horizon that marked their pursuit. "No matter," declared Lefever. "This is a little fast for a fat man, anyway." He was not averse, either, to the prospect of a long-range exchange with the fighting mountaineers.
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