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Trustworthy as day, a capable driver and zealous Church Elder, he was one to whose guardianship Una Grosvenor, the apple of her parents' eye, might safely be intrusted with her visiting friend while her father golfed and her mother lunched and played bridge in complacent peace of mind. "Oh! she's all right with Andrew; he's such a true-penny!" was her father's dictum.
"The Lord bless your honour," began the Blue-Gown, with the genuine mendicant whine, "and long life to you! weel pleased am I to hear that young Captain M'Intyre is like to be on his legs again sune Think on your poor bedesman the day." "Aha, old true-penny!" replied the Antiquary.
"If that's so, girlie," said the mountain landlady alas! for Andrew True-penny, alias Campbell, now came the evil chance over which he sulked "if that's so, and you could only find the mountain wishing-stone, stand on it and wish three times wish har-rd maybe, the good fairies would give you back what you're looking for!" "Where where is it the wishing-stone?"
"Noo I gang first!" said Andrew a true-penny still, though the stamp was reversed. "My word!" he added sourly, "this is na trail juist a scratch on the mountainside an' the muckle rocks they're a flail for beating the breath out of a puir body."
But just at this unprecedented moment of excitement Andrew, the true-penny, had encountered another Scot, who emigrated before he did, and was breezily "clacking" with him at some distance from where two breathlessly expectant girls gazed down upon the black top of the nickum's head and at his wheeling shoulders in the great armchair.
This happy serenity bore him company through the bare echoing corridors of the hotel to the office, to be heightened by the gratulations of the landlord and the help, who seemed to feel that a vicarious honor had been done the house, a most insinuating form of hero-worship which attained its climax in the homage of the true-penny who set forth his morning bitters on the bar.
Scotch humor ripping chauffeur silence, "yon was a thing to make a sober body young again; a while agone I don't know but I was feelin' like the last o' pea-time; an' an', noo, I'm a green pea again,... or I would be but for the one sair memory," added Andrew, the true-penny, under his breath.
"The Lord bless your honour," began the Blue-Gown, with the genuine mendicant whine, "and long life to you! weel pleased am I to hear that young Captain M'Intyre is like to be on his legs again sune Think on your poor bedesman the day." "Aha, old true-penny!" replied the Antiquary.
The suffering Trimble put a stop to this by shouting: "Avast wi' the maunderin' nonsense! Push on, lads, and leave this old hulk be. Many a goodly man have I seen drop in the jungle. What matters it? Speed ye to Cap'n Bonnet." "Here is one pirate that won't desert a shipmate," declared Bill Saxby. "And how can we push on without you, old True-Penny, to lay your nose to the trail?
The chauffeur wore a "dour" look as he saw them depart, Una's father driving his own car; for the first time in all his well-trained service, the true-penny was inclined to sulk over being told to keep an eye on two "daft lassies", who refused to go down to the town, because they wanted to search some more or Pemrose did.
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