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Bring them in," he roared in a voice whose ascending tone indicated his growing amazement and wrath. "Come in you," growled Wickes in the voice he generally used for his collie dog, which bore a thoroughly unenviable reputation, "come on in, can't ye?" There was some shuffling for place in the group at the door, but finally Mr. Wigglesworth found himself pushed to the front of a committee of five.
Master Wickes chose the less heroic remedy; but, indeed, the companionship of Oscar was not needed; for Janet Macleod who might just as well have tried to keep her heart from beating as to keep herself away from any one who was ill or supposed to be ill herself came up to this little room, and was very attentive to Master Wickes, not because he was suffering very much from the effects of his ducking, but because he was a child, and alone, and a stranger.
But ever after that he grew to wonder what Gertrude White, if ever she could be persuaded to visit his home, would think of this thing and of that thing what flowers she would gather whether she would listen to Hamish's stories of the fairies whether she would be interested in her small countryman, Johnny Wickes, who was now in kilts, with his face and legs as brown as a berry whether the favorable heavens would send her sunlight and blue skies, and the moonlight nights reveal to her the solemn glory of the sea and the lonely islands.
In another minute Mr. Maitland appeared at the office door. "Wickes," he said sharply, "put on your hat and get Jack for me. Bring him, no matter what he's at. That young fool who has just gone out must be looked after. The boot-leggers have been taking him in tow. If I had only known sooner. Did you know, Wickes, how he has been going on? Why didn't you report to me?"
When Macleod got down to the small stone pier, the two men were in the boat. Johnny Wickes was standing at the door of the storehouse. "Would you like to go for a sail, Johnny?" Macleod said abruptly, but there was no longer that dangerous light in his eyes. "Oh yes, sir," said the boy, eagerly; for he had long ago lost his dread of the sea. "Get in, then, and get up to the bow."
It is true that Donald, relieved of the care of Johnny Wickes, had sped by a short-cut through the fir-wood, and was now standing in the gravelled space outside the house, playing the "Heights of Alma" with a spirit worthy of all the MacCruimins that ever lived.
In nine months Fuller had them and their families shipped in an American vessel, the Criterion, commanded by Captain Wickes, a Presbyterian elder of Philadelphia, who ever after promoted the cause in the United States. Charles Grant helped them as he would have aided Carey alone.
So therefore it is fair to presume from the records that Lieutenant Paul Jones was the first commissioned officer to raise it to the peak of a commissioned American war vessel, the Alfred; that Captain John Barry was the first to take it to sea on the Lexington, and that the first to exhibit it to other countries was Captain Wickes, of the brig Reprisal, who arrived at St.
Maitland glanced over it rapidly. "Wickes, what does this nonsense mean?" His chief's voice arrested him. He turned again to the desk. "I don't think I have come to feel, sir, that I am not able for my job. I do not see as how I can go on." Maitland's brows frowned upon the sheet. Slowly he picked up the paper, tore it across and tossed it into the waste basket.
And to her Johnny Wickes told the whole story, despite the warnings he had received that, if Hamish came to learn of the peril in which Macleod had been placed by the incaution of the English lad, the latter would have had a bad time of it at Castle Dare.
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