“I told you we should not be long making a respectable pile,” said
Luttrell. “The wreck furnishing the bonfire is the law of nature. If my
eyes do not deceive me, they have lowered a boat;” as he spoke, he knelt
down to kindle the wood, by using his hat to fan the flame, which, after
smouldering for a moment, sprang up into a clear tongue of fire. “There,
Vyner, they see it; they have thrice lowered the light from the peak.”
“The boat can come in here safely?”
“There’s water for a large ship in this bay. Great facilities exist in
these Islands of Arran, and if trade were ever to turn its steps hither,
I’d direct my attention to wrecking to-morrow. The man who has so
successfully achieved his own ruin, ought to be able to assist others.”
A shout from the beach was now replied to by Vyner, and the stout rowers
pulled in vigorously to the shore.
“I have not shocked you, Vyner,” said Luttrell, “by asking you to see
what would have shocked you--the place I live in. If you were one of
those men to whom mere curiosity affords some pleasure, I’d have shelved
my pride, or my shame, or whatever be the name of it, and said, ‘Come
and look at my den; see to what poor conclusions a life of blunders
leads;’ but you are made of other stuff, and would find no happiness in
my humiliation.”
“Will you not come on board with me, Luttrell, and let us have one long
summer’s night gossip together?”
“I’d scarce refuse if you had been alone; I can’t face your
distinguished friend.”
“You are unjust, quite unjust to him; besides, knowing our old ties,
he’ll leave us to ourselves, and we shall have our talk unmolested. Is
there not in the past something to build on for the future---- Well, for
Harry?”
“I think not. It is not necessary to plot out the life of one bred and
trained as he is. Let the world treat him as it may, he’ll scarcely meet
any hardships he has not had a foretaste of.”
“But what do you intend by him?”
“If he likes idleness, the elegant leisure of my own life, for
instance,” said he, with a mocking laugh, “he’ll have about the amount
of fortune such a mode of living requires. If he be ambitious, or prefer
a course of activity, he can go on board some of these American traders,
or sail with a fishing lugger. Frankly, Vyner, it’s a matter I have not
given much thought to. There is but one part of it, indeed, on which
I can declare I have made up my mind. He is to have no protectors, no
patrons. We are a hard race to deal with, and we often seem ungrateful
when we are merely self-willed.”
“How I wish you’d let me talk all these things over with you,” said
Vyner, in a friendly tone, “not to say that I want your advice on my own
account.”
“Advice, and from me!”
“Even so, Luttrell. I have a project about purchasing some property on
the coast here. Not a very profitable investment, perhaps, but certainly
cheap, and at some long future to become possibly remunerative.”
“Derryvaragh, I suppose?” “Yes, that’s the name.”
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