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You are far better able to judge what you like than she is, and she can't expect to tie you to her apron-strings all your life, can she?" "No, but she is very kind and good to me, and I'm young yet to leave her and Aunt Bretta. Perhaps, when I am older, she will not object to my going away," I replied.
"Oh, Willand! ye dinna ken what harm ye have done, laddie," said Aunt Bretta, as I parted from her to go to roost in my little attic room, which she had fitted up so neatly for my use.
I was actively engaged all day in the duties of my office, and in the evening, when I returned home, I was welcomed by the smiles of my wife, and the cordial kindness of Aunt Bretta. I desired no change I should have been content to live the same sort of life to the end of my days.
My kind grandmother and Aunt Bretta used all the arguments they could think of to induce me to stay at home, and so powerful and reasonable did they seem, that had I not been ashamed of facing Charley and confessing that I was defeated, I should, at all events for the time, have yielded to their wishes.
While I was balancing in my mind whether I ought not to take her south, I received another letter from Aunt Bretta. She told me that she was quite sickening to see me and my wife, and that my uncle hoped to be able to find some employment on shore which would suit my taste. When I laid the proposal before my wife, she at once acceded to it.
"Aunt Bretta married to a common sailor with a wooden leg!" said I, scarcely knowing what I was saying, yet not thinking that there was anything very shocking in the matter. "What sort of a man was he, marm? and can you tell me where they are gone, and where I shall find them? I long to see Aunt Bretta again."
I spent a few days with the La Motte family, but the thoughts of Aunt Bretta, and still more, perhaps, that quiet evening spent at Plymouth, were constantly coming into my mind; and wishing him and them good-bye, I shipped myself and my fortune aboard a cutter bound for Portsmouth.
His name is Kelson; you'll find them without difficulty." "Aunt Bretta hasn't any family?" said I. "I should like to have a dozen little cousins to play with when I go to see her." Miss Rundle looked very much shocked at the question, and said that as she had not been married much more than a year, that wasn't very likely.
My father's family come from Shetland, and if I could get Aunt Bretta to come up there also, we might all be very happy." I was much pleased by the kind way in which Miss Rundle seemed to sympathise with me, and entered into all my views and plans, though she herself had no personal interest in them.
It was evidently the question she was most anxious to put. "Yes, I have, marm, and not much good either," was the answer. "I've found out that he is aboard the Royal William; she's the flagship just now at Spithead. He doesn't often come ashore, and that made me so long hearing of him." "What is he on board? Is he an officer?" asked Aunt Bretta. "An officer, indeed, whew!" exclaimed Jerry.
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