White wings, a yachting romance . said the Laird, nnblushingly. Oh ay, a good lad; ye will not find many better lads thanHoward. Will I tell ye a secret? Well, sir—if you like, said she. There was a mysterious but humorous look about the Laird,and he spoke in a whisper. It is not good sometimes for young folk to know whatis in store for them. But I mean to give him ! Not a word. Ill surprise him some day. He ought to be very grateful to you, sir, was the answer. That he is—that he is, said the Laird; hes an obedientlad. And I should not wonder if he had Denny-mains long be-for
White wings, a yachting romance . said the Laird, nnblushingly. Oh ay, a good lad; ye will not find many better lads thanHoward. Will I tell ye a secret? Well, sir—if you like, said she. There was a mysterious but humorous look about the Laird,and he spoke in a whisper. It is not good sometimes for young folk to know whatis in store for them. But I mean to give him ! Not a word. Ill surprise him some day. He ought to be very grateful to you, sir, was the answer. That he is—that he is, said the Laird; hes an obedientlad. And I should not wonder if he had Denny-mains long be-fore he expects it; though I must have my crust of bread, yeknow. It would be a fine occupation for him, looking after theestate; and what is the use of his living in London, and swallow-ing smoke and fog? I can assure ye that the air at Denny-mains,though its no far from Glasgow, is as pure as it is in this veryLoch Speliv. Oh, indeed, sir. They had another couple of turns in silence. Ycre verra fond of sailing? says the IJEFOKE BREAKFAST. 185 I am now, she says. But I was very much afraid beforeI came; I have suffered so terribly in crossing the one never thinks of being ill here — with nice cleancabins, and no engines throbbing— I meant that ye like well enough to go sailing about theseplaces ? Oh yes, says she. When shall I ever have such a beauti-ful holiday again ? The Laird laughed a little to himself. Then he said, with abusiness-like air: I have been thinking that, when ray nephew came to Denny-mains, I would buy a yacht for him, that he could keep downthe Clvde somewhere—at Gourock, or Kilmun, or Dunoon may-be. It is a splendid ground for yachting—a splendid ! Ye havenever been through the Kyles of Bute ? Oh yes, sir; I have been through them in the steamer. Ay, but a yacht; wouldnt that be better? And I am nosure I would not advise him to have a steam-yacht—ye are somuch more independent of wind and tide; and Im thinking yecould get
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