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"Musha! but it'll make me mouth wather all the afthernoon thinkin' of it," said Quin, on finishing his second plateful. "It's prime wittles," remarked Tips, as he helped himself to more. "Now, Barret, have you finished?" asked Mabberly. "No; why?"
Serenity was stamped on the old man's brow, for he was amiable by nature, and he had been rendered more amiable that morning by having had a pleasant chat, while ascending the mountain, with Mabberly and Jackman. The latter he had begun facetiously to style the "Woods and Forester."
"Yes; two men and a boy, one of the men being skipper, and the nearest approach to a human machine you ever saw. He is a Highlander, a thorough seaman, hard as mahogany and about as dark, stiff as a poker, self-contained, silent, except when spoken to, and absolutely obedient." "And we set sail to-morrow, early?" asked Barret. "Yes; after seeing the morning papers," said Mabberly with a laugh.
"I suppose it is because the laird thinks my experience in India entitles me to it; but I would much rather that Mabberly or Barret had got the chance, for I'm used to this sort of thing, and, after bagging elephants, I can afford to lay on my oars and see my friends go in and win." "An' sure, aren't thim the very words I said, sor?" put in Quin.
We should nae be far off some o' the islands noo, but it's hard to say, wi' naither sun, moon, nor stars veesible to let us fin' oot where we are." Jackman and Barret came on deck at the moment, closely followed by Quin, who, quietly ignoring the owner of the yacht, went up to his master and said "Tay's riddy, sor." "Breakfast, you mean," said Mabberly, with a smile.
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