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"But the streets of London they would cover all the ground between here and Loch Scridain; and how would you carry the young lady through them?" "We would carry her," said Hamish, curtly. "With the bagpipes to drown her screams?" "I would drown her screams myself," said Hamish, with a sudden savageness; and he added something that Macleod did not hear.
He lit the candles, and made the necessary preparations for his journey; for he had some message to leave at Kinloch, at the head of Loch Scridain, and he was going to ride round that way. By and by the morning light had increased so much that he blew out the candles. No sooner had he done this than his eye caught sight of something outside that startled him.
But but you cannot tell how I have suffered all through the night-time, thinking and thinking and saying to myself that surely you could not be going away from me and in the morning, oh! the emptiness of all the sea and the sky, and you not there to be asked whether you would go out to Colonsay, or round to Loch Scridain, or go to see the rock-pigeons fly out of the caves.
Whether it was the yell or not, the horse recovered from the slight stumble: and no harm befel the two daring travellers. "These vehicles give one some excitement," Macleod said or rather roared, for Piccadilly was full of carriages. "A squall in Loch Scridain is nothing to them." "You'll get used to them in time," was the complacent answer.
And I will tell you this, Colin; that it is this very year she had that cabin; and was in Loch Tua, and Loch-na-Keal, and Loch Scridain, and Calgary Bay. And as for Christina oh, it is much you know about fine ladies in Greenock! I tell you that an English lady cannot go anywhere without someone to attend to her." "Hamish, do not try to make a fool of me," said Laing angrily.
"Ay, mem," said the old man, proudly, "and who wass it that first put a gun into his hand? and who wass it skinned the ferry first seal that he shot in Loch Scridain? and who wass it told him the name of every spar and sheet of the Umpire, and showed him how to hold a tiller?
The old man heard him laughing to himself in that odd way, as he rode off and disappeared into the driving snow; and his heart was heavy within him, and his mind filled with strange forebodings. It was a dark and an awful glen, this great ravine that led down to the solitary shores of Loch Scridain.
He rejoiced in its thousand various pursuits; he set his teeth against the driving hail; he laughed at the drenching spray that sprung high over the bows of his boat; and what harm ever came to him if he took the short-cut across the upper reaches of Loch Scridain, wading waist-deep through a mile of sea-water on a bitter January day?
And it was the night before last he came back from Kinloch, and he was wet through, and he only lay down on the bed, as Hamish told me, and would have slept there all the night, but for Hamish. And do you not think that was to get sleep at last that he had been walking so far, and coming through the shallows of Loch Scridain, too?
There is no one knows better than I the soundings in Loch Scridain and Loch Tua; and you have said yourself that there is not a bank or a rock about the islands that I do not know; but I have not been to London no, I have not been to London. But is there any great trouble in getting to London? No, none at all, when we have Colin Laing on board."
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