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'Have by a doctor to stop the blood. 'I see nae doctor in the boend, says the Jew body." Flucker. "Bait your hook wi' a boend, and ye shall catch yon carle's saul, Satin, my lad." "Oh, Flucker, dinna speak evil o' deegneties that's maybe fishing for yoursel' the noo! -'An' ye shall cut the flesh frae off his breest. 'A sentence, says Shylock, 'come, prepare."
Then such boys as were awake saw two great eyes of light coming up from Granton; rattle went the chain cable, and Lord Ipsden's cutter swung at anchor in four fathom water. A thousand questions to Flucker. A single puff of tobacco-smoke was his answer.
On this, Mr. Flucker instantly burst into tears. His lordship, or, as Flucker called him ever since the yacht came down, "the skipper," deeming that the higher appellation, inquired, with some surprise, what was the matter with the boy. One of the crew, who, by the by, squinted, suggested, "It was a slight illustration of the passion of fear."
"Is he no dead?" Flucker. "Him deed? he's sober that's a' the change I see." Christie. "Can he speak? I'm asking ye." Flucker. "Yes, he can speak." Christie. "What does he say, puir body?" Flucker. "He sat up, an' sought a gill fra' the wife puir body!" Christie. "Hech! hech! he was my pupil in the airt o' sobriety! aweel, the young judge rises to deliver the sentence of the coort.
In five minutes he began to haul in the net; first, the boys hauled in the rope, and then the net began to approach the surface. Flucker looked anxiously down, the other lads incredulously; suddenly they all gave a yell of triumph an appearance of silver and lightning mixed had glanced up from the bottom; in came the first two yards of the net there were three herrings in it.
They carried on till all on shore thought they would run over him, or past him; but no, at ten yards distant they were all at the sail, and had it down like lightning; and then Flucker sprang to the bows, the other boy to the helm. Unfortunately, there were but two Johnstones in the boat; and this boy, in his hurry, actually put the helm to port, instead of to starboard.
Lord Ipsden stepped forward; the people tacitly accepted him as the vehicle of their curiosity. "Who was it, Christie?" "I dinna ken, for my pairt!" Mrs. Gatty came out of the house. "A handsome young fellow, I hope, Christie?" resumed Lord Ipsden. "Ye maun ask Flucker," was the reply. "I could no tak muckle notice, ye ken," putting her hand before her eye, and half smiling. "Well!
Then came Bassanio, the lad fra Veeneece, that Porsha loed in secret. Veeneece, lasses, is a wonderful city; the streets o' 't are water, and the carriages are boats that's in Chambers'." Flucker. "Wha are ye making a fool o'?" Christie. "What's wrang?" Flucker. "Yon's just as big a lee as ever I heerd."
You remember that sweet girl, Lucy Flucker, whom you met at Miss Newville's garden party?" "Yes, a lovely lady." "Her father is secretary of the Colony, and of course sides with the king, but she is soon to be married to the bookseller, Mr. Knox, greatly against the wishes of the family; not because he is not worthy of her, but because he opposes the king and his ministers," said Berinthia.
Leaving Richard, Lord Ipsden, to work out the Aberford problem to relieve poor people, one or two of whom, like the Rutherford, were grateful, the rest acted it to the life to receive now and then a visit from Christina Johnstone, who borrowed every mortal book in his house, who sold him fish, invariably cheated him by the indelible force of habit, and then remorsefully undid the bargain, with a peevish entreaty that "he would not be so green, for there was no doing business with him" to be fastened upon by Flucker, who, with admirable smoothness and cunning, wormed himself into a cabin-boy on board the yacht, and man-at-arms ashore.
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