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Updated: June 4, 2025
Those men now in that small lugsailed boat far away off the point of Gometra a tiny dark thing, apparently lost every second or so amidst the white Atlantic surge, and wrestling hard with the driving wind and sea to reach the thundering and foam-filled caverns of Staffa they were not thinking much of Botticelli. Keith Macleod was in that boat.
Here was the very picture he had so often desired that she should see the wind-swept Atlantic; the glad blue skies with their drifting clouds of summer white; the Erisgeir rocks; the green shores of Ulva; and Colonsay and Gometra and Staffa all shining in the sunlight; with the sea-birds calling, and the waves breaking, and the soft west wind stirring the fuchsia-bushes below the windows of Castle Dare.
The Gometra men will have a good glass that night; and who will take the news to distant Fladda and rouse the lonely Dutchman from his winter sleep? There is a bride coming to Castle Dare! When Norman Ogilvie had even mentioned marriage, Macleod had merely shaken his head and turned away. There was no issue that way from the wilderness of pain and trouble into which he had strayed.
"Why," he said, as if he had asked the question of himself, "with this sand I have traced the shores of Loch-na-Keal. This turf is green Ulva, and this is Gometra, and the shell is Little Colonsay. With this wet sand I have moulded Ben Grieg, and this higher pile is Ben More. If I had but a sprig of heather, now, or a pebble from the shore of Scridain!"
"The serious interests I am supposed to be concerned about! Such profound topics of conversation! Will the steamer come by the south to-morrow, or round by the north? The Gometra men have had a good take of lobsters yesterday. Will the head-man at the Something lighthouse be transferred to some other lighthouse? and how will his wife and family like the change?
"But surely you will want the yacht, sir, when Mr. Ogilvie comes to Dare?" "I tell you Hamish, that I will not have that fellow about the place. That is an end of it. Did you think it was only a threat that I meant? And have you not heard the old saying that 'one does not apply plaster to a threat? You will send him to Gometra in the morning in time for the boat."
"No, mem, I think not," said Christina. "I think it is an island; but you will not know the name of that island there is no English for it at all." "But where is it? Is it near Castle Dare?" "Oh no, mem; it is a good way from Castle Dare; and it is out in the sea. Do you know Gometra, mem? wass you ever going out to Gometra?" "Yes, of course, I remember something about it anyway."
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