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Though himself no enemy to an occasional dram on a cold night, he knew too well the evil effects that would probably follow the introduction of strong drink among the innocent islanders, who, for the most part, had the greatest difficulty in gaining a simple livelihood. Even apart from his moral scruples, Davie Flett had excellent reasons for rejecting Kinlay's singular proposal.
I wanted but to save ye frae makin' a fule o' yersel, like Carver Kinlay's lad." "Why," I said, "Kinlay has made a very good bargain, has he not?" "Simpleton!" said the skipper. "Ye didna hear what yon Dutch sailor said to the auld Jew, eh?" "I heard, captain, but of course I didna understand," I said. "Weel, my lad, I understood," said he.
As I sat fishing on the pier, I was thinking of Kinlay's attitude towards me, and wondering if I should ever be able to hold my own against him in our outdoor intercourse as easily as I certainly could hold it in our class at school. But soon I was interrupted by feeling another twitch at my line.
See, even the dog kens its own master's blood!" At Kinlay's feet crouched Lothian's dog, snarling angrily as it looked at a stain on the young man's trousers. Consternation filled me as I heard this terrible accusation. Mr. Drever alone of those present seemed unmoved; he alone seemed to have expected it.
Then I saw the lights of two lanterns, and distinguished the figures of five men. Their sea jackets were powdered with snow. "Now, lads," said a hoarse voice that I recognized as Carver Kinlay's, "look smart. Get as many as ye can into the boat, then roll the others into the water." His eyes rested upon the sleeping form of his son. "Hullo!" he cried, "why, here is the young devil after all!"
Nay, threaten as ye will, I carena. What I say is perfectly true. Carver Kinlay's a smuggler!" Tom Kinlay bit the stem of his clay pipe so hard that it broke in his mouth, so great was his rage.
Now the name Thora is not a common one in Orkney, and seeing it on that strange old tombstone naturally made me think of the Thora whom I knew Tom Kinlay's sister. "Tom, did you ever notice the name on this grave? It's some woman buried here named Thora." He turned and read the inscription. "Ay, I've seen it before. It's some woman that was found drowned at the foot of the Black Craigs, years ago.
I don't mind paying the fine, Jack it has got you off going to jail but, hang it, I don't like paying Kinlay's expenses." Kinlay had gained the case. Jack Paterson was fined fifteen shillings and costs, or a fortnight in Kirkwall jail. Abernethy had paid the fine on the spot. Carver, therefore, was throughout successful.
And then the rain fell incessantly, and the wind was full in my face. Carver Kinlay's farm of Crua Breck was on my way to my uncle's, and I thought I would stay there a few moments as I passed, to leave the otter skin for Thora, and maybe get shelter and a drink of warm milk. But not till I was almost at the door did I remember about my recent fight with Tom.
"Very good, Andrew; we'll examine them afterwards," said the magistrate. "There was no other wreckage? no other bodies washed ashore?" "No. It was while he was looking out for further remains of the wreck that Sandy Ericson discovered Carver Kinlay in the Gaulton Cave, and with him the child we know as Thora." "Kinlay's own child, that is," observed the bailie. "I believe not, Mr.
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