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"And I know that Lady Macleod herself will be for shaking hands with you, and thanking you that you wass tek the care of the yacht." "I think I will stop at Greenock, Hamish. You know you can take her well on from Greenock. And will you go round the Mull, Hamish, or through the Crinan, do you think now?"
With the earliest flush of dawn Hamish MacLeod was seeking one of the officers in order to solicit a guide to enable him to go in search of his brother with some chance of success.
Those blizzard-blown, snow-hardened, ice-toughened soldiers went to her for everything sympathy, assistance, advice for in that lonely outpost military lines were less strictly drawn, and she could oftentimes do for the men what would be considered amazingly unofficial, were those little humane kindnesses done in barracks at Regina or Macleod or Calgary.
By the advice of the Mackinnons, the fugitive decided to return, under their guidance, again to the mainland, and a parting supper having been held in a cave by the sea-shore, he bid adieu to the faithful Macleod. The crossing having been effected, not without innumerable dangers, once more Charles found himself near the locality of his first landing.
Colonel Macleod, who commanded the left column, presently found the resistance in front of him cease; but he knew nothing of the position of the 42nd, with whose left he should have been in touch. The 42nd were having a hard time of it. They were well handled by Major Macpherson, who was in command.
If you come and tell me frankly that you have grown tired of Macleod, and wish somehow to break your promise to him, then I can advise you." "And what would you advise, then," said she, with equal calmness, "supposing that you choose to throw all the blame on me." "I would say that it is a woman's privilege to be allowed to change her mind; and that the sooner you told him so the better."
"Stuart," said Macleod, laughing, "I don't like this talk about hanging. You said a minute or two ago that I was mad." "More or less," observed the major, with absolute gravity; "as the lawyer said when he mentioned the Fifteen-acres park at Dublin." "Well, let us get into a hansom," Macleod said.
Suddenly, however, he turned pale, wavered a little, and then fell forward on his horse's neck, a corpse. Macleod was thinking about this story rather gloomily. But at last he got up with a more cheerful air, and seized his cap. "And if it is my death-wound I have got," he was thinking to himself, as he set out for the boat that was waiting for him at the shore, "I will not cry out too soon."
Major Stuart came to the conclusion that the atmosphere of London had had a very good effect on his friend's spirits. When Macleod went to bed that night there were wild and glad desires and resolves in his brain that might otherwise have kept him awake but for the fatigue he had lately endured.
"Why," said Macleod, who was roaring with laughter, "it is a baby blackcock, just out of the shell, I should think." A sudden noise behind him caused him to wheel round, and instinctively he put up his gun. He took it down again. "That is the old hen," said he; "we'll leave her to look after her chicks. Hamish, get in the dogs, or they'll be for eating some of those young ones.
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