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Thora lay down on the grass, with her hands under her chin, and I proceeded to tell her of the wreck of the Undine. "Thank you, Halcro!" she said when I finished. "That is all very new to me. I remember nothing of being in that cave. How cold I must have been! But Carver was good to me then. I can almost forgive him for trampling over my flowers."
But surely it's ower muckle trouble to put you to?" I said. "Trouble! Dinna think o' trouble, lad. Why, these auld coins and things hae been mair pleasure to me than I can tell; for, look ye, all the time I hae had the keeping o' them, I hae been studying them; and and, Halcro, I hae even written a little book about Jarl Haffling's grave, and I shouldna be surprised though that book be printed.
"It's real kind of you to do this for me, Thora," I said, touched by the girl's tenderness, "and I will not forget this. No, not as long as I live;" and I think there was a tremor in my voice at least I felt what I said. "But," I continued, "what will they say to you at Crua Breck, if they hear you have done this thing?" "Halcro, I have done nothing but what I have been told to do.
"And which of ye beat the other, Halcro?" she asked, with almost a boy's interest in a stand-up fight. "But I needna ask that, surely; for I can see fine that Tom had the worst of it. If it werena for that wee scratch on your cheek I wouldn't hae kenned ye had been in a fight; but as for Tom, why, he's just a perfect sight to look upon!"
Gordon had brushed himself up a bit, we went ashore together and found out Davie Flett, whose business occupied very little of the captain's time, and soon we were at the door of Oliver Gray's inn watching his Shetland pony being harnessed into the gig. "Now, Halcro, are you going to drive? Up you get," said Mr. Gordon. "Surely you dinna expect me to drive, Captain Gordon!" I exclaimed.
I said. "What can ye want to see me about, Mr. Drever?" "To tell you that I'm to gang to Edinburgh," he replied. "To Edinburgh!" I exclaimed, wondering what his mission could be. "Ay, Halcro, I'm to be there for a few weeks, partly on pleasure and partly on business, concerning our auld friend Jarl Haffling.
The museum folk there are anxious to have the viking's treasure, and I hae gotten permission to deal wi' them in the matter. I dinna ken what money they will gie me for the things; but, ye see, whatever it be, Halcro, a third part of it will come to Hercus and Rosson and yersel', to be divided among ye. Do ye agree to that? Will ye trust me to transact the business for ye?" "Oh, certainly, sir.
Tak the peerie stone, see, and have a care that ye dinna lose it;" and she handed to me the little black stone. Mr. Drever was standing beside her, and I looked to him to ask if I should take possession of this much of the viking's treasure. "Take it, take it, Halcro," he said. "There can be no harm in your keeping it at least until we find whether the authorities claim it or not.
Then she raised her eyes to me again and said softly oh, so softly: "I'm real glad, Halcro, that ye werena drowned when the Curlew was wrecked." I was about to thank her for the part she had taken in my rescue when Captain Gordon interrupted. Said he: "If that sinner, Carver Kinlay, had had his own way Halcro would have been drowned like the rest." Thora's cheeks grew crimson.
"Will you come with me, then, Halcro?" he asked. "Certainly; I'll be very glad. I know the way well." The two other skippers, with Mr. Watt and the rest, then made arrangements for their boating party, intending to sail round to Scapa, and thence walk across the little peninsula to Kirkwall. When Mr.
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