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Updated: June 29, 2025
At breakfast next morning Mrs. Harrison asked in some surprise what they had done with Gloy, for she had expected her nephew would certainly be brought to her house. She was not a little disturbed on hearing of his disappearance, but the factor said, "There's nae harm come to the lad. Ye need not be frightened.
The first person to speak was Lowrie, and a certain amount of satisfaction was displayed in his countenance: he rather believed in his own cuteness, and thought he had found the solution of the puzzle. "It was stupid of us," he said, "to forget that Gloy can take the water like a sealkie. He would swim round the rocks till he reached an easy landing-place. There are plenty quite near."
I'll leave you my fishing-rod lots of sillacks about the geo. Oh, you won't think the time long till we come again." Gibbie and Gloy exchanged rueful glances, and Lowrie, scratching his head, said, "I'm no' just sure that my faither will like our having a hand in ony such prank, sir."
Pwyll and Rhiannon had a son, whom they named Pryderi. And when he was grown up, Pwyll, his father, died. And Pryderi married Kicva, the daughter of Gwynn Gloy. Now Manawyddan returned from the war in Ireland, and he found that his cousin had seized all his possessions, and much grief and heaviness came upon him.
"They've come in force!" our Viking exclaimed. "Five of them, no less! and one's a man!" "Why, one is Gloy!" cried Gibbie; and in more subdued tones Lowrie added "And the man is Mr. Garson, the young Laird o' Lunda!" "That's jolly!"
If it had been one of the others it would not have mattered so much; but Gloy Winwick is a poor widow's son, and an only son, and it seems just a little horrid." "I never thought of it that way," Yaspard said, looking very crestfallen; "but it can't be helped now, any way. However, I'll make it up to him afterwards. He shan't lose by this, I tell you."
Bring the tar-pot and a stick or two, the potato bag, and a towel, and a can of water; some more rope, if you can find it handy. Gloy, go with him to help carry; and mind, both of you, Tom's life is possibly depending on your speed. Don't forget anything. Keep your wits clear."
"He isn't worth much without his clothes," Harry told all who cared to hear. "We'll paint him," retorted Yaspard, and Gloy began to think that his position was awkward, to say the least of it; but Tom, whose good-humour had been completely restored by Bill's clever manoeuvre, said
"You might just as well come along and have some breakfast with us, and then we can arrange the campaign, and settle about ransom for the captive." There was no resisting such a suggestion, especially as it did not hint at compromise of the "position." The Osprey came to land, and Gloy was permitted to go and resume his garments, after giving his word of honour to respect the parole.
He also scented some rare shindies in the game Yaspard was playing, and Harry, seeing that the situation was an awkward one, agreed. "Is that all?" he asked. But before the enemy could reply there came a shout from Tom, a howl from Yaspard, a screech from the Harrisons, and loud laughter from Gloy in the water.
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