. White wings, a yachting romance . ple took what they liked, so longas it agreed with them; and will anybody tell me there is anyharm in a glass of good Scotch whiskey ? She does not answer; she looks somewhat preoccupied andanxious. Ay, ay, continues the Laird, reaching over for the sugar; if people would only stop there, there is nothing in the worldmakes such an excellent nightcap as a single glass of good Scotchwhiskey. Now, maam, I will just beg you to try half a glass ofmy brewing. She pays no attention to him; for, first of all, she now hearsa light step ou the companion-way, and then
. White wings, a yachting romance . ple took what they liked, so longas it agreed with them; and will anybody tell me there is anyharm in a glass of good Scotch whiskey ? She does not answer; she looks somewhat preoccupied andanxious. Ay, ay, continues the Laird, reaching over for the sugar; if people would only stop there, there is nothing in the worldmakes such an excellent nightcap as a single glass of good Scotchwhiskey. Now, maam, I will just beg you to try half a glass ofmy brewing. She pays no attention to him; for, first of all, she now hearsa light step ou the companion-way, and then the door of theladies cabin is opened, and shut again; then a heavy step onthe companion - way, and Dr. Sutherland comes into the is a strange look on his face—not of dejection; but hetries to be very reticent and modest, and is inordinately eager inhanding a knife to the Laird for the cutting of a lemon. Where is Mary, Angus ? said his hostess, looking at him. She has gone into your cabin, said he, looking up with a. YE ARE WELCOME, GLENOGIE. 333 sort of wistful appeal in his eyes. As plainly as possible theysaid, Wont you go to her 3 The unspoken request was instantly answered; she got up andquietly left the saloon. Come, lad, said the Laird. Are ye afraid to try a glass ofScotch whiskey ? You chemical men know too much: it is notwholesome; and you a Scotchman, too. Take a glass, man ! Twelve, if you like, said the doctor, laughing; but one willdo for my purpose. Im going to follow your example, sir; Iam going to propose a toast. It is a good old custom. This was a proposal after the Lairds own heart. He insistedon the women being summoned; and they came. He took nonotice that Mary Avon was rose-red, and downcast of face, andthat the elder woman held her hand tightly, and had obviouslybeen crying a little bit—not tears of sorrow. When they wereseated, he handed each a glass. Then he called for silence, wait-ing to hear our doctor make a proper and courtly spe
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