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They float, they sail and row, they steer " "Rather badly sometimes, according to your own showing!" remarked Barret. Having cleared the Pentland Firth, Mabberly consulted the skipper one morning as to the prospects of the weather. "Going to fall calm, I fear," he said, as McPherson came aft with his hands in his pilot-coat pockets. "Ay, sir, that iss true, what-e-ver."
"You needn't pull quite so hard, Muster Mabberly; we hev plenty o' time. Tak it easy. Well, as I wass sayin', muss, I hev seen it as calm as this i' the mornin' mony a time, an' plowin' a gale at nicht." "Let us hope that that won't be our experience to-day," said the laird. "Anyhow, we have a good sea-boat under us." "Weel, the poat's no' a pad wan, laird, but I hev seen petter.
If we begin this pleasure-trip with an acknowledgment of our dependence on God, we shall probably have a really pleasant time of it. What say you?" Both Mabberly and Barret gladly agreed to their friend's proposal for both had been trained in God-fearing families though neither would have had the courage to make the proposal himself.
As it was, they got ashore not only without difficulty, but even succeeded in hauling the raft up on the beach without much damage to its parts though, of course, the unfortunate fowls in the hen-coops had all perished! While Mabberly and the others were engaged in securing the raft, Barret was sent off along shore with directions to ascertain whether there was any habitation near.
"Nonsense, Captain," said Mabberly; "surely you don't think that taking a holiday in a pleasant place like this is wasting time. Besides, I don't consider you free from your engagement to me.
So those of you who are bent on going to church must make up your minds to cross the loch in the boat." "Is Drumquaich the little village close under the pine wood, that we see on doubling Eagle Point?" asked Mabberly. "The same. The little church there, like our own, is not supplied regularly. Sometimes a Divinity student is sent down to them. Occasionally they have a great gun from Edinburgh."
Presently a shrill sound, very faint but prolonged, was heard, showing that she was blowing her steam-whistle as a precaution. "Strange, is it not, that the very thing we have been talking about should happen?" said Mabberly. "Nay," returned Jackman, lightly, "we were talking about being run down, and we have not yet come to that."
You can have mine, and keep it," said Mabberly, handing to the delighted boy a large buck-horn-handled knife, which bristled with appliances. "An' don't try it on again," said Ian. "Here iss pait for you, my poy." A few minutes more, and the lines were down, and expectation was breathlessly rampant.
At the same moment "Shames" himself gave a jerk, as if he had received an electric shock, and in a few seconds a large plaice and a small crab were added to the "pile!" "I've got something at last," said Mabberly, doing his best to repress excitement as he hauled in his line deliberately.
"However, have your way. Now, gentlemen, we must place ourselves quickly, for the beaters will soon be entering the wood. I will take you, Mr Mabberly, to a spot beyond the pass where you will be pretty sure of a shot. And MacRummle where shall we place him?" "He can do nothing wi' the gun at a', sir," muttered the keeper, in a low voice, so that he might not be overheard.
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